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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Wake up, cold sweat
Teeth grind, jaw set
Your name in my throat
Like a pill I regret
Every touch
Left scars in my head
You’re the fever in my blood
That wants me dead
[Pre-Chorus]
Hands shake, heart race
I keep scratching at my face
Toxic taste on my tongue
But I still crave, still chase
[Chorus]
This love is like a sickness
Poison in my veins
Crawling through my system
Eating through the chains
Rotting out my body
Right down to the core
Breathing for an answer
That never hits my lungs anymore
[Verse 2]
You said “forever”
Then you cut the cord
Left me on the bathroom floor
Praying to a cracked tile god
All my friends say
“Walk away, move on”
But your ghost in my chest
Beating like a war drum
[Pre-Chorus]
Eyes red, room spin
I keep crawling back again
You’re a needle in my neck
And I can’t feel where I end
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
Gasp, choke
Every word, every joke
Was another little dose
Now I’m slipping off the rope
[rap breakdown]
I’m addicted to the venom in your kiss (yeah)
Every memory a blade on my wrist (cut)
Said you’d hold me down, you did, in the abyss
Now I’m pounding on my ribs like a locked-up fist
Can’t breathe, can’t bleed, can’t run from this
You’re the rot in the root that I still don’t fix
If love is a cure, then why’s mine illness?
Why’s my heartbeat scream your name as a witness? (why?)
[crescendo]
I claw at my chest
Like there’s air inside
But the room stays still
And my lungs just die
[Chorus]
[Outro]
[whispered vocals]
Sickness
In my veins
Calling your name
As I fade, as I fade
Details
GeneratedJan 6, 2026
Duration2:57
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Aggressive hard rock/rap crossover with male vocals; downtuned chugs, sharp syncopated drums, and a snarling bass tone. Verses ride a tight half-time groove with spitfire rap flows; chorus explodes double-time with shouted gang vocals and octave guitars. Brief ambient guitar swell before a final, crushing breakdown with call-and-response ad-libs., hard rock
Credits
Prompt byVibraphoneSoulful789
ModelAria v5
Prompt
This love is like a sickness. Poisoning my veins. Rotting this body to its core. Breathing for air that will never come., hard rock, rap, male
