© 2025 Irrelin. All rights reserved https://suno.com/@irrelin This song is about growing up in a small town that thinks it owns your story. I used to be the girl in the corner booth, burning my thighs on cracked vinyl, leaving a twenty on the table just to give them something to talk about. Now I’m the one pouring refills, hearing my name in every second cup, listening to people tell legends about a girl who never really left. They see taillights and interstate rumors; I see gravel under my wheels and a choice I’ve already made. I might still be here, but I’m not theirs anymore. - Lumen Mei Yue
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