SMOL

  • Id:

    7ce140062616de1d92baeae0029a0c54cb678b96f1d6ac036eb95d09bfa855cc
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  • Prompt:

    Write a poetic alternative or indie rock song about unspoken emotions, self-doubt, and the fine line between love and obsession. Use metaphorical language, religious imagery, and subtle emotional tension. The song should explore the feeling of trying too hard to connect with someone who may not feel the same way, and the unraveling sense of identity that comes with that. Keep the tone introspective, dreamlike, and vulnerable.

  • Image:

    Burnt Offerings

  • Description:

    The image features a young woman with long, dark hair, wearing a brown jacket. She appears to be staring into the distance, possibly lost in thought or introspection. The scene is set against a backdrop of a dark, moody sky, which adds to the overall mood of the image. The woman's expression and posture suggest a sense of vulnerability and self-doubt, as if she is struggling to connect with someone or find her place in the world. The combination of the woman's appearance, the setting, and her expression creates a poetic and introspective atmosphere that reflects the themes of the song.

  • Songs:

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  • Lyrics:

    Title: Burnt Offerings
Tags: Indie Rock, Alternative Rock, Dream Pop

I speak in whispers, but you never hear,
The silent prayers that drown in the atmosphere.
Like a church bell ringing without a sound,
I reach for you, but you're nowhere around.

Caught in the space where love is a sin,
I cross myself, but it doesn’t begin.
The altar’s cold, and I still chase your flame,
But you’re just a ghost, and I'm lost in your name.

Oh, what if I loved you too much?
What if I’m burning the truth in my touch?
It’s a prayer, but I’m not sure who I serve,
Are we saints, or just victims of the curve?

I unravel, I dissolve, I fade to gray,
Trying to keep the pieces of me at bay.
Are we drowning, or am I just scared to see,
That I’ve turned my heart into something to bleed?

I wore my faith like a broken crown,
Fell from grace, but you never came down.
The vows I made, they were never enough,
In this kingdom of silence, love turns to dust.

So I burn these offerings, let them fall,
As the last prayer echoes, lost in it all.
I loved too hard, and I loved too deep,
Now I’m drowning in a prayer I can't keep.