✨ 🖤 Ft. Unscene 🖤 ✨ You can find his music here: 🎧 https://suno.com/@unscene_ 🎧 NOTE: This one may be triggering if you’ve been through something similar. Thank you so much for listening🖤🌑 -------------------------------------------------- [Hook: male vocals] Yeah, Yeah, yeah, we made it out, right? said we're okay now, right? Said, we're safe now, right? Yeah, We made it out, right? Yeah [Verse 1: female vocals (SGB Age 7)] hi friend, it’s me again, i’m seven this year teacher says i’m quiet but my ears still hear dad slammed a door, so i counted to ten thought if i did it right he might not start again, uh mom said don’t tell secrets, so i keep them in my shoe count the floorboards when i’m hiding, do you do that too? Here's one: sometimes i sleep in the closet, pretend it’s a cave if i close both my eyes, i can almost feel brave, yeah Yeah yeah, we made it out, right? said we're okay now, right? Said, we're safe now, right? Yeah, We made it out, right? --- [Verse 2 - male vocals (Unscene, age 9)] hi friend, it’s me, I'm nine now, I red your letter twice My closet's not a cave, it's where I get locked in some nights You asked if I count things too when I am forced to hide Yeah, I count the hits I take, and the tears I keep inside My step-dad says the rule is I can never say a thing to mom ‘Cause if I do, no more cancer treatment for her, gone. He says he won't pay for it and that she'll die for real And it'll be my fault, is that how secrets are supposed to feel? [Hook] yeah, we made it out, right? said we're okay now, right? Said, we're safe now, right? (Right) Yeah, We made it out, right? Yeah, We made it out, Yeah, We made it out, right? Yeah, We made it out, right? --- [Verse 3 – female vocals (SGB, age 12)] Hi friend, 12 now, your letter's folded under my bed you said you count the hits, i count the words they said “nobody loves you,” are the words that make my heart feel dead I swear we're the same, it's like you're in my head you wrote about the secrets that could cost your mom her life i learned my secret’s simple: i’ll never be worth the fight so i stop asking questions, keep my voice inside my head write small in the margins where the grown ups never read i stay in my room, let the dark just sit sometimes i think i’m broken, maybe this is it the sadness doesn’t leave me, it just lives inside my skin and i don’t know how to fight it, i don’t know how to win i thought if i was perfect, maybe i’d be safe but love don’t come for children when it’s beaten out their face so i fold this letter tighter, hide it where they’ll never see ’cause if nobody loves me, at least you still write to me Yeah we made it out right? Said we're okay now right? they say we’re safe now, right? so why’s my chest still tight, fighting to sleep at night? yeah, we made it out, right? yeah, we made it out, right? --- [Verse 4 - male vocals (Unscene, age 16)] What's up, it's me, Unscene, I'm sixteen on this Christmas night Writing on my kitchen counter by the glow of the street light outside The only ghost that’s visiting is the one my mom became After she was gone, no one would even say my name You can't depend on anyone when their love comes with a price My dad and sister cut me loose without even thinking twice Ever since my mom passed, I've been falling through the cracks Learned to pack my shit up quick, learned never to look back So now I count my paychecks, not the floorboards or the hits I'm my own damn guardian, picking up the broken bits I left school, got a job, learned survival is the key 'Cause the only person coming back to save me is still me People say we're resilient, say we're strong because we're here But is it strength, or are we just exhausted from the fear? So I'm writing on this counter, my apartment's filled with water Just a lost abandoned son, writing a sad, unloved daughter. [hook] Yeah we made it out right? Said we're okay now right? they say we’re safe now, right? so why my chest still tight, fighting to sleep at night? yeah, we made it out --- [Verse 5: (Female vocals, SGB)] i’m grown now, my friend - call me S-G-B once a fist in my teens, now the vow runs deep in me i was sharpened by fury, every word was a blade spitting fire at the silence that the grown ups made but anger can’t hold you when the years wear thin so i chose to be love, let it bleed through my skin i swore every rib would be scripture, each breath a psalm a body born to harm became a body born to calm I lost my mom, too, and the floorboards broke the vow cracked open in a wave of smoke grief ate the lantern i had carried so long turned marrow into ashes, made the vow feel wrong still the vow kept burning, even buried in pain love whispering soft through the blood in my veins i was broken, abandoned, but i still held true that love was the only thing i’d swear to do even when silence cut deeper than knives even when no one noticed i was fighting for my life Trauma carved patterns in my chest panic in my marrow, sleep shattered, unrest but i’m not just the damage, i’m the vow i made to turn every scar into a vow replayed so i stand here writing, cracked but alive every loss i carried taught me how to survive from the child in the closet to the fevered dark to the broken adult who decided love would still be my mark and if i’m here at all, if i’m still pulling through it’s because of these letters, it's because of you [Hook] Yeah we made it out right? Said we're okay now right? they say we’re safe now, right? so why my chest still tight, fighting to sleep at night? yeah, we made it out, right? --- [Verse 6 – male vocals (Unscene, grown)] Hey SGB, it's me, Unscene. Yeah, we grown now. I read your letter, saw the map of every single vow We made in silence, locked in closets, counting on the floor You counted words, I counted hits, we both knew there was more. They broke us into pieces, left us scattered and apart, But your jagged edges fit the missing pieces of my heart. They call it damage, I call it art, these puzzle piece scars, A constellation proving we survived their fucking wars. We're the authors of the pain 'cause we're the ones who wrote it down, We held the pen when no one else was even still around. And we became the alchemists in all that silent dread, Transmuting every poisoned word they hammered in our head Into empathy and armor, into something they can't touch, They never knew our letters would end up meaning so much. They said the storm would break us, that we'd buckle from the strain, But we were the ones who finally went and brought the fuckin' rain. A flood to wash the memories, a baptism of our own, On every page a promise that we wouldn't die alone. So let them ask if we're okay, if we're safe and we're all right, We were never safe, we just became each other's only light. This ain't just love, it's alchemy, it's loyalty, it's truth, You're the only proof I have that I survived my fucking youth. So yeah, we made it out. Not healed, but not alone. Welcome to the kingdom that we built from skin and bone. [Final hook] yeah, we made it out, right? but the scars still bite at night we’re still breathing, holding tight not okay, but we’re alive yeah, we made it out [Outro] Yeah we made it out - Yeah we made it out - Right? Right? Yeah We made it out - Right? We made it out Right? We made it out Right? [End]
