Tattoos on my soul

[Intro – Whispered over low-end rumble and distant static crackle] It starts with a hum... Then the shadows quake... Crawlin’ up my spine like my past mistakes... It starts with a hum... Then it hits like a scream... Now it's draggin’ me back where I swore I’d never be... [Verse 1 – Hard Guitar, Grit-soaked rap over minimalist trap beat, dry snare, and distant guitar plucks] I got names on my skin, dates in the ink, Some carved in a cell, some gone in a blink. I got a Bible with torn-out pages, Full of prayers that never saved us. I got lies I told like bedtime stories, Dripped in guilt and wrapped in glory. I drank to forget, but it carved me deep, And the silence screams when I try to sleep. [Hard guitar break] [Verse 2 – Hard Rock Guitars, Screaming high-speed double-time rap with glitch percussion, staggered 808s, and stereo vocal slicing] Cigarette burns on my momma’s couch, Jack and Coke in a school-zone pouch. Preacher said, "Boy, don’t chase that clout," But I lit the match JUST TO WATCH IT ALL BURN DOWN!! Tatted my sins on a CVS bag, Sold my guilt for a 20 and a hashtag. Ghosts in my mirror doin’ TikTok dances, While I punch drywall and take my chances. RUNNING THROUGH RED LIGHTS, FAITH ON E, Clock tickin' loud with the barrel on me. Had a smile that lied, hands that shook, Scripted my pain in a spiraled hook. [Pre-Chorus – Hard rock-infused shouted vocals over tom-heavy percussion and distorted backing riffs] I been runnin’ from my past, tryna drink it down, But the mirror don’t lie when there ain’t no crowd. Ain’t no water gonna wash me clean, These sins are carved too deep in me… [Chorus – Heavy rock anthem chorus, powerful belts with slamming drums and chugging guitar] Every tear, every fight, every sleepless night, Left these marks I can’t rewrite. Every sin, every soul that I let go, Left tattoos on my soul. Ain’t no church, ain’t no hymn gonna save this skin— These tattoos bleed from within. [Verse 3 – Gritty rap over darker trap beat, ghostly samples behind bars] I got whiskey in my blood, ghosts in my bed, Letters from prison I ain’t never read. I got a cross on my wrist but it don’t mean a thing, 'Cause my hands still shake when I hear her name. I walk through town with a trigger jaw, Grew up fast, never learned the law. Every door I kicked led me here, Where the guilt don't fade and the nights ain't clear. [Hard guitar break] [Verse 4 – Second experimental rap verse, chaotic rhythms and syncopated trap-metal drumwork] Four AM scrollin’ through the pain, Dead friends, court dates, loaded in vain. Blood on the sink, guilt on my teeth, Prayin’ to a sky that don’t ever speak. I ran through women like I ran through luck, Told myself lies just to get unstuck. Took ten steps back for every one I climbed, Still branded by the ghosts I left behind. Screamin’ at God from a gas station stall, Answer don’t come when you lose it all. [Pre-Chorus – Hard rock-infused shouted vocals over tom-heavy percussion and distorted backing riffs] I been runnin’ from my past, tryna drink it down, But the mirror don’t lie when there ain’t no crowd. Ain’t no water gonna wash me clean, These sins are carved too deep in me… [Chorus – Heavy rock anthem chorus, powerful belts with slamming drums and chugging guitar] Every tear, every fight, every sleepless night, Left these marks I can’t rewrite. Every sin, every soul that I let go, Left tattoos on my soul. Ain’t no church, ain’t no hymn gonna save this skin— These tattoos bleed from within. [Bridge – Whispered chant into half-sung agony, tension rise, ending in guitar feedback loop] I swore I’d be better… I swore I’d change… But some wounds don’t heal, some blood don’t wash away… And if there’s a heaven, God knows I ain't on the list… [Final Chorus – Peak emotional delivery, maximum instrumentation and distorted harmony] Every tear, every fight, every sleepless night, Left these marks I can’t rewrite. Every sin, every soul that I let go, Left tattoos on my soul. Ain’t no church, ain’t no hymn gonna save this skin— These tattoos bleed from within. [Outro – Dry whisper, beat cut, soft feedback decay] Tattoos on my soul... Tattoos on my soul...