Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Eyes on the floor Phone face-down Screen still warm You said “it’s nothing” But nothing never shakes like that Hands in your pockets Jawline tight like a held-back threat You kiss my forehead But your pulse is miles ahead [Chorus] You act gansta with your feelings Silent like you’re made of stone But I see every little flinch you hide Every truth you never show You act gansta with your secrets Guarded like a broken throne But your armor’s made of shaking hands And I’m standing in the line of fire alone [Verse 2] Laugh in the mirror Practicing your I-don’t-care You talk in riddles Turn every wound into a dare Say you’re untouchable But you won’t look me in the face You keep your stories loaded I’m just living in the crosshairs [Chorus] You act gansta with your feelings Silent like you’re made of stone But I see every little flinch you hide Every truth you never show You act gansta with your secrets Guarded like a broken throne But your armor’s made of shaking hands And I’m standing in the line of fire alone [Bridge] Tell me Who taught you Love is something you out-run? Who told you softness Makes you easy to outrun? (yeah) You’re only peaceful When you’re ready to reload And I’m so tired Of being target and home [Chorus] You act gansta with your feelings Silent like you’re made of stone But I see every little flinch you hide Every truth you never show You act gansta Call it power But I see how deep it goes ’Cause your armor’s made of shaking hands And I’m standing in the line of fire alone (alone)
Tags
pop, Soft close-mic piano over a pulsing heartbeat kick, muted bass swells. Male vocals with light autotune, intimate and dry in the verses; chorus blooms with stacked male harmonies, tight reverb, and airy background oohs. Dark indie pop tension that builds each hook, with subtle risers and filtered drums lifting the final chorus into a haunting, cinematic end., indie pop, clean, vocal, soft
Duration
2:45
Instrumental
No
Created
2/25/2026