Hello Suno Friends, I thought long and hard about whether to officially submit a song for SSC8, because my “style,” if you even want to call it that, is rarely pure or tied to any specific genre… 🤔 (and honestly, I’m still not sure about it) But anyway… here’s my official entry, and it’s a very personal one. Background: My song deals with a very private and painful situation from my past. After writing it and hearing the final result… I had to take a breath. It feels almost tragic — and a bit surreal — that singing about the emotions only takes a few minutes, while my real self needed so much longer to overcome. P.S. … at the end of the song she finally shuts the door musically … Thank you for listening 🙏 Nice greetings Preo 💋 ======================================== © 2026 | by Preo-Preoccupied | with Suno AI ======================================== 🔨 VERSE 1 Your words sound kind on the surface, but your meaning never lands. Your smile feels like a costume, and underneath it something bends. Your charm is just a cover, a mask you always wear. And every time I look at you, there’s nothing honest there. 🔨 HOOK I can’t trust you, I can’t trust you. I can’t trust you — not then, not now. 🔨 VERSE 2 You offer help when no one needs it, you reach a hand no one will take. You act like you’re the answer, but every gesture feels fake. Your kindness feels rehearsed, your presence like a mask. Your phrases sound like placeholders, for a role you never grasp. 🔨 HOOK I can’t trust you, I can’t trust you. I can’t trust you — no matter what you do, no matter what you say. 🔨 VERSE 3 You play your little game forever, you play it like you always win. But I see straight through your layers, and there’s nothing deep within. Just a hollow mirrored echo, where a heart should’ve been. And every time you try again, it all feels paper‑thin. 🔨 HOOK I can’t trust you, I can’t trust you. I can’t trust you — that’s the fact, that’s the end. 🔨 OUTRO Never did and never will, you can smile all that you want. But it won’t change how I feel. I can’t trust you — simple truth. Story closed, nothing left to prove.
