I dont t say your name #11 soulrock

[Intro – baroque-style rhythmic intro with harpsichord and strings, midtempo pulse, subtle ambient tension] There’s a burn inside my chest, like erasing you will help me rest. Swipe your ghost, avoid the street, pretend we never used to breathe. You forgot the way I felt— I still feel you underneath. Every hand since yours is proof that no one loves the way you bruise. [Interlude – vocal hum with echo + bass drop] [Verse – soulrock verse with raspy vocals, semi-sung phrasing, syncopated bass and drums] I’ve been spinning in my words, sounding fine, but that’s rehearsed. Tried to fit where I don’t blend, in a world that filters pain and pretends. Breath is thick, rage runs clean, I write like it’s morphine. If this ain’t healing, it’s the scream I whisper just to stay unseen. [Interlude – guitar drop with reverb + short instrumental pause] [Hook – energetic soul-rock chorus with gospel harmonies, strong rhythm, and rising vocal power] I don’t say your name— Not 'cause it’s gone. But if I speak it now, I’ll break what's holding on. Don’t come around, I left that zone. All that’s left is skin and bone. Dance with lies, wear your crown— But don’t act like you ever held me down. [Interlude – 4-bar instrumental interlude with syncopated keys or bass solo] [Verse – faster soul groove, emotional flow, strong vocal bounce with rhythm] Your memory kicks like midnight gin, sweet and sharp beneath the skin. I wrote you out with every verse, but ink don’t kill what’s getting worse. I ache, I rage, I don’t pretend, but I don’t want you back again. This isn’t healing—this is war, and I ain’t singing love no more. [Hook – final chorus, with additional harmonies, bigger drop, and intensity buildup] I don’t say your name— Not 'cause it’s gone. But if I speak it now, I’ll break what's holding on. Don’t come around, I left that zone. All that’s left is skin and bone. Dance with lies, wear your crown— But don’t act like you ever held me down. [Outro – spoken outro over ambient soul textures, slow fade, soft guitar pluck] You called it love. I called it real. You gave me masks, I gave you feel. You’re not a ghost. You’re just the flame I sing to burn, so I stay sane.