House of Echoes - Jess version

acoustic rap, spoken word, singer-songwriter

[Verse 1 – half-sung, half-rapped, raw delivery]
Mum was chasing cameras, chasing fame,
Didn’t even look when we called her name.
Dad came home with that liquor flame,
Spilling his rage like it was our blame.

I’d grab my mic just to block it out,
Turn pain into rhythm, fear into sound.
James on the strings, we’d hold the ground,
Two scared kids, but we never backed down.

[Break – soft guitar accent, breath before tension builds]
You learn to fight when you can’t run,
Turn scars into songs when the night won’t end.

[Verse 2 – faster-paced, rap-like intensity]
Heard her heels on the tiles,
Her dreams on trial,
She said, “One day, kids, I’ll make it worthwhile.”
But we grew up in the silence instead,
Feeding on fumes and things unsaid.

James was my shadow, my mirror, my band,
Holding my voice when I couldn’t stand.
We swore we’d never end up the same,
We’d make our art, not drown in the pain.

[Chorus – sung with emotion, rising intensity]
From the ashes, from the noise,
We built our truth, we found our voice.
The house of echoes can’t hold us now,
We broke the curse, we took the vow.

[Bridge – spoken softly, reflective tone]
I don’t hate them anymore…
Not Mum, not Dad —
They were just ghosts in their own war.
But I still hear them in the floorboards,
Every time the music stops.

[Final Verse – spoken with trembling emotion]
Now when I’m on stage and the lights hit my face,
I still see that old place.
Not for what it took —
But for what it made.

[Final Chorus – full emotion, guitar slaps for rhythm]
From the ashes, from the noise,
We built our truth, we found our voice.
The house of echoes can’t hold us now,
We broke the curse — we’re singing loud.

[Outro – whispered, fading guitar]
And if you ever wonder where we came from…
Just listen between the notes.

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[Intro – softly spoken, gentle fingerpicking] I used to hum to drown the noise, The shouting, the glass, the hollow toys. Dreamed of lights that didn’t flicker out, Dreamed of singing somewhere proud. [Verse 1 – half-sung, half-rapped, raw delivery] Mum was chasing cameras, chasing fame, Didn’t even look when we called her name. Dad came home with that liquor flame, Spilling his rage like it was our blame. I’d grab my mic just to block it out, Turn pain into rhythm, fear into sound. James on the strings, we’d hold the ground, Two scared kids, but we never backed down. [Break – soft guitar accent, breath before tension builds] You learn to fight when you can’t run, Turn scars into songs when the night won’t end. [Verse 2 – faster-paced, rap-like intensity] Heard her heels on the tiles, Her dreams on trial, She said, “One day, kids, I’ll make it worthwhile.” But we grew up in the silence instead, Feeding on fumes and things unsaid. James was my shadow, my mirror, my band, Holding my voice when I couldn’t stand. We swore we’d never end up the same, We’d make our art, not drown in the pain. [Chorus – sung with emotion, rising intensity] From the ashes, from the noise, We built our truth, we found our voice. The house of echoes can’t hold us now, We broke the curse, we took the vow. [Bridge – spoken softly, reflective tone] I don’t hate them anymore… Not Mum, not Dad — They were just ghosts in their own war. But I still hear them in the floorboards, Every time the music stops. [Final Verse – spoken with trembling emotion] Now when I’m on stage and the lights hit my face, I still see that old place. Not for what it took — But for what it made. [Final Chorus – full emotion, guitar slaps for rhythm] From the ashes, from the noise, We built our truth, we found our voice. The house of echoes can’t hold us now, We broke the curse — we’re singing loud. [Outro – whispered, fading guitar] And if you ever wonder where we came from… Just listen between the notes.

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