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    Topic review (newest first):

    Thu Mar 19 11:48 pm

    https://odysee.com/Inner-Critic-Song-by-SUNO-Carol:26db3a16210396b7dbc089fb2248d02385a5a75b

    [Verse 1]
    Got my shoes by the door
    Hand on the key, then I freeze
    Every street feels like a test
    Every face, a judge and a jury
    If I walk out, I’m exposed
    If I stay in, I’m a ghost
    Spinning circles in the same four walls
    Till my own name feels like a joke

    [Chorus]
    It’s a rigged game in my head
    Every move I make, I’m losing
    If I go, I’m weak, if I stay, I’m useless
    Can’t win, can’t quit, keep choosing
    Guard up high like armor made of dread
    I’m so tired of the loop, but I can’t step ahead
    It’s a rigged game, a rigged game in my head
    (oh, in my head)

    [Verse 2]
    Inner voice on a loudspeaker
    Talking trash at 3 a.m.
    Keeps a tally of each misstep
    Says, “You’ll just fail again”
    Every breath on high alert
    Even calm feels rehearsed
    Laugh it off, but under my shirt
    Heart’s doing laps till it hurts

    [Chorus]
    It’s a rigged game in my head
    Every move I make, I’m losing
    If I go, I’m weak, if I stay, I’m useless
    Can’t win, can’t quit, keep choosing
    Guard up high like armor made of dread
    I’m so tired of the loop, but I can’t step ahead
    It’s a rigged game, a rigged game in my head
    (yeah, in my head)

    [Bridge]
    What if I drop my fists tonight?
    Stop rehearsing every line?
    Let the worst thing just arrive
    And see I’m still alive, still alive
    What if I walk out, shaking
    Still come back, not broken?
    What if I talk back, laughing
    To that voice that’s always spoken?

    [Chorus]
    It’s a rigged game in my head
    Every move I make, I’m losing
    If I go, I’m weak, if I stay, I’m useless
    Can’t win, can’t quit, keep choosing
    But my hands are reaching out instead
    Through the static of the panic and the things I never said
    It’s a rigged game, a rigged game in my head
    Till I change the rules, change the rules in my head

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