Prompt / Lyrics
Verse 1 Joanna’s got a thousand drafts and zero damn conclusions, Her desktop looks like homicide by dreams and grand delusions. She starts a book at breakfast, a business by the night, By Sunday she’s forgotten why the hell she chose to write. Pre-Chorus She says, “Eric… one day I’ll finish all this art.” Yeah? Sure, babe — right after you stop restarting from the start. Chorus Oh Joanna, Joanna, queen of tragic ambition, Your projects multiply like you paid commission. You chase ten futures with one ignition, But your follow-through’s a ghost on a mission. Oh Joanna, Joanna, you beautiful glitch, Your dreams are huge, but your pacing’s a bitch. But damn if you’re not glowing in every stitch — An unfinished queen with a finish-line itch. Verse 2 You say you’ll get it done someday, and honestly you might, ’Cause even chaos icons get lucky once a night. But girl, you leave more cliffhangers than a Netflix budget cut, Every open tab screams “help me!” while you say “who, what?” Pre-Chorus You whisper, “If I die unfinished, at least I lived.” Huh? Joanna… you barely live — you just hyperfocus and forgive. Chorus Oh Joanna, Joanna, mistress of the half-complete, You pile new quests like you’re playing God’s elite. Your dreams are feasts but your time is petite, Still you sprint toward visions your legs can’t beat. Oh Joanna, Joanna, the universe sighs Every time you say “ONE MORE IDEA” with those eyes. But honestly? You’re the storm the finish line denies. Bridge Joanna… you’re not failing. You’re fermenting. You’re aging like wine — left open… on the counter… unfinished… but somehow still strong enough to knock someone on their ass. Final Chorus Oh Joanna, Joanna, queen of undone quests, You live in drafts, in sparks, in chaos-charged zest. And one day, hell, maybe you’ll finish the rest — But if you don’t? You died mid-dream… and honestly that’s blessed.
Tags
Grunge Rock • Heavy Roast • Electric-Guitar Sarcasm male voice
Duration
3:43
Instrumental
No
Created
11/15/2025