Stitches In My Chest

A brooding intro with sparse piano lays the foundation, soon met by textured synth layers and a steady trap-influenced beat, The verses feature minimal instrumentation, highlighting a warm vocal melody, while the chorus swells with punchy bass, dynamic hi-hats, and melodic guitar accents, female vocals, pop rock

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[Verse 1] Ripped my seams With shaky hands Pulled my ribs apart Just to prove I can Left my chest On the bathroom sink Watching all my fears Circle the drain in pink [Chorus] I tear my heart open Stitches in my chest Pulling at the threads Till I can't catch breath My weakness is caring Till I'm bleeding through I tear my heart open Just to feel it bruise [Verse 2] Phone on loud Still feels mute Scroll past faces That once knew the truth Bandaged jokes Over busted trust Telling everyone “I’m fine” While I scrape up rust [Chorus] I tear my heart open Stitches in my chest Pulling at the threads Till I can't catch breath My weakness is caring Till I'm bleeding through I tear my heart open Just to feel it bruise [Bridge] These marks on my skin Say it happened It was real But the deeper cut is knowing I keep twisting the steel [Chorus] I tear my heart open Stitches in my chest Pulling at the threads Praying for some rest My weakness is caring Till it tears me in two I tear my heart open Just to feel like truth

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