SMOL

  • Id:

    a8bad11231acfd66593366b5de19910e0c5ceebb057792c697ced5fcbf8200f9
    safe

  • Prompt:

    when you bite your lip while eating lunch at a company retreat and then every day you keep biting it when you eat and it just gets bigger and bigger

  • Image:

    Lip of Doom

  • Description:

    The image features a woman sitting at a dining table with her hand on her chin, seemingly deep in thought. She is wearing a white shirt and has a ponytail. The scene appears to be a comic or cartoon, with the woman's facial expression and body language exuding a sense of contemplation. The dining table occupies a significant portion of the image, emphasizing the focus on the woman and her surroundings.

  • Songs:

    👈 better

  • Lyrics:

    Title: Lip of Doom
Tags: Emo, Blues Rock, Storytelling

[Verse 1]
It started with a bite at lunch,
A careless chomp in a conference bunch,
A laugh, a chew, then a sudden sting,
Now every meal has a painful zing.

[Chorus]
Oh, this lip of doom, it’s my daily fight,
Can't take a bite without the lightning strike.
It's red, it’s raw, it’s swollen pride,
And every snack’s a cursed joyride.

[Verse 2]
Thought it’d heal with a night or two,
But office snacks made it worse, it grew.
I dodge the chips, avoid the toast,
But pain finds me where I fear it most.

[Chorus]
Oh, this lip of doom, it’s my daily fight,
Can't take a bite without the lightning strike.
It’s war at lunch, a silent scream,
My mouth's a battleground of dreams.

[Bridge]
Meetings drag while I sit and dread,
The lunch bell rings—I see red.
Coworkers cheer, but I take it slow,
Wincing through bites like a tragic show.

[Chorus]
Yeah, this lip of doom, it’s my daily fight,
Can't take a bite without the lightning strike.
No peace in pasta, no grace in bread,
Just memories of what I once said:

[Outro]
\"One more bite can’t be that bad...\"
Now I live in a lunchroom mad.
This lip of doom, it’s my fate,
Till it heals—or I retaliate.

[End]