🪶Just a Song

=========✨️🩷✨️========== Kichi © 2025 https://suno.com/@kichi =========✨️💛✨️========== Cover art Design: A New Distraction https://suno.com/@anewdistraction =========================== ✨️ No real emotions were harmed in the making of this song. Just mine. This is what happens when the artist is consumed by his own art. When the line between expression and self-destruction fades. ✨️ =========================== [Melodic Intro] [Verse 1 – breathy whispered like a warning, melodic] Typed it fast. Didn’t think. Called it “a concept,” but I felt the pinch. Verse one: "borrowed breath". Verse two: "fake reality". By the bridge, I was watching myself lying. felt like someone else was dying in real-time.. Instead of me.... (Ooooo... yeahh....) The beat said “timeless,” The prompt said “hurt.” But I only meant to sketch, not dig through dirt. Left my body at the demo stage. Came back mastered, with my name on the cage. (Can't stop feeding this rage....) [Caesura] [Hook 2 – post-chorus, rhythmic, chant-like] That ain't my voice, just the version of me in the mix A song made of cuts that the label can’t fix (Fix... fix......... fix..... uhhhh...) [Chorus – full, theatrical delivery, edge of collapse] Didn’t mean to bleed, just meant to rhyme. Didn’t mean forever, just felt that line. Didn’t write a love song, but it knew my face. Didn’t sign up to feel this misplaced. It was fiction, sure... (mmhmmm) until it hurt... Now I’m merged in the hook like part of the verse (mmmm... yeah...) [Caesura] [Verse 2 – female vocals, female rap goddess, serrated and tight] I wrote it down. Didn’t think it’d stay. Didn’t think silence would press repeat, Again and again. Didn’t think the synth would sync with my mind, but the loop caught panic attacks in a perfect line. Labeled it “Banger,” then watched it rot, Every bar a muscle I forgot I’d got. Didn’t spit truth, but it stuck like resin, fake "TEARS!", real "VENOM!". Crushed the chorus in a single take, but it still fucked something I can’t remake. Ohhh... Noooo.....!!! Noooo.....!!! [Caesura] [Chorus – full, theatrical delivery, edge of collapse] Didn’t mean to bleed, just meant to rhyme. Didn’t mean forever, just felt that line. Didn’t write a love song, but it knew my face. Didn’t sign up to feel this misplaced. It was fiction, sure... (mmhmmm) until it hurt... Now I’m merged in the hook like part of the verse (mmmm... yeah...) [Catchy Hook 1] Wrote it once, now I live in the playback... Didn’t mean it... ...still can’t take it back... (Back... back...back...) Ohhhhhh yeahh!!!!! [caesure] [Bridge - full power, melodic, restrained] I didn’t write that. It just came out loud. But now I can’t sleep without that sound. (Ooooo.....ooooo....) Addicting sound... Yeahh...mmmm... [Interlude - melodic, strings, cello, violin solo] [Breakdown - female rap, rap-goddeas, emotional breakdown, descending cadence, self-consuming] This is what borrowed emotion costs, You get the applause, but meaning gets lost. (lost) I gave the wrong feeling, The right sound, Now it lives where the breath breaks down. (down) Track went global. Fiction played on repeat. I still traveled, back to the place where the first line was born, back to the draft I should’ve torn. Nobody saw me bleed in the session. Just called it a vibe. Called it confession. Yeah... right... mhmmm... (Fake confession...) [Caesura] [Final, Chorus - full power, theatrical delivery, edge of collapse, more intense, key change, strings on the background] Didn’t mean to bleed, just meant to rhyme. Didn’t mean forever, just felt that line. Didn’t write a love song, but it knew my face. Didn’t sign up to feel this misplaced. It was fiction, sure... (mmhmmm) until it hurt.... Now I’m merged in the hook like part of the verse (mmmm... yeah...) [Musical interlude - short and melodic] [Outro - melodic, almost silent] It wasn’t real. But it still hits back. And I still hear it when I feel that i lost that fight... It was Just A Song! Yeah....mmmm.... (Just A Song.....) Just a song....