Hollow Gospel

[Intro: Distant echoes of a distorted guitar, faint sobs layered in static] (F#m, D, A, E) Fuck it, I’m stuck in the past again, Pill bottles talk like they’re my only friend. Smoke fills the void where your voice used to hum, Ash on my tongue, now I’m coming undone. [Verse 1: Lo-fi drum loops, bassline creeping underneath] You said love was a grave, and I dug it deep, Now I’m six feet down with these secrets I keep. Tattooed your name in the scars on my chest, Tried to wash it away, but I’m still a mess. [Pre-Chorus: Strained vocals, layered harmonies with auto-tune] I’m bleeding out from the lies you told, A thousand nights and my bed’s still cold. Fuck closure, I’m drunk on regret, The ghost of your laugh still rips through my head. [Chorus: Explosive beat drop, distorted 808s, raw energy] Hollow gospel, I’m screaming at God, Burnt my wings, now I’m stuck in the fog. Chain-smoking prayers, but the line’s all dead, Love’s a bullet, and it’s lodged in my head. [Verse 2: Acoustic guitar blends with a trap beat, vocals raw and close] The sky split open, spilled venom and rain, I’m choking on sins that I can’t explain. Your lipstick stains are still on my veins, But fuck it, who cares? Pain’s all that remains. [Pre-Chorus: Echoing falsetto with increasing tension] The silence drips like a broken IV, Your face is a curse that won’t set me free. I’m a martyr for love, bleeding out in vain, Addicted to the high of this fucked-up pain. [Chorus: Intensified with more vocal layers, haunting strings join in] Hollow gospel, I’m screaming at God, Burnt my wings, now I’m stuck in the fog. Chain-smoking prayers, but the line’s all dead, Love’s a bullet, and it’s lodged in my head. [Verse 3: Heavier bassline, tension rises in delivery] I buried myself just to keep you alive, But your ghost carved knives in my fucked-up mind. They said time would heal, but it only kills slow, Every day’s a replay of letting you go. I’m a canvas of scars, every cut’s your name, Can’t paint over this—it’s etched in my veins. [Bridge: Beat fades out, soft piano takes over, whispered vocals] I see your face in the cigarette glow, A flicker, then gone, like I’ll ever let go. These pills don’t hit, but the silence does, I’m a shell of a man chasing what never was. [Verse 4: Stripped back to piano and vocals, raw and personal] They say heaven forgives, but I don’t believe, ‘Cause your halo’s cracked, and it’s cutting me deep. I prayed to forget, but your name’s a prayer, Hanging in the air like a whispered dare. If this is redemption, I don’t want it back, I’ll take my hell and wear it like a mask. [Chorus: Final return, vocals crack with emotion, heavy distortion] Hollow gospel, I’m screaming at God, Burnt my wings, now I’m stuck in the fog. Chain-smoking prayers, but the line’s all dead, Love’s a bullet, and it’s lodged in my head. [Outro: Static fades into silence, faint heartbeat rhythm] (Spoken) Love’s not a choice; it’s a fucking disease. I built this coffin, now bury me, please.