Ashes On My Tongue

[Intro]
Cold sink water
Cracked-tile stare
Hands on the counter
Like a quiet prayer
[Verse 1]
I was raised on fear and sermons
Cheap suit, shaking hands, thin patience
Every blessing felt like burden
Every word a loaded statement
Kiss the cross then curse the ceiling
Split between belief and bleeding
Got your name stuck in my teeth
Grinding doubt in every speech
[Pre-Chorus]
I keep folding
Every time I reach for you
I keep choking
On the things I said I’d do
Jaw locked, chest tight
One word, floodlight
God—[scream, breaking, sustained]
[Chorus]
I got ashes on my tongue
From all the vows I burned
If I’m saved by what I’ve done
Guess I’ll never learn
Tear my halo into rust
Let it cut right through my trust
If you’re watching when I fall
Will you catch me
Catch me at all
[Verse 2]
Sunday suit turned black hoodie
Same rage, different pews, still brooding
I confess into a mirror
Breath fog, but you feel nearer
Every sin feels like a habit
Every prayer a loaded magnet
Pulling nails out of my wrists
While I tighten up my fists
[Pre-Chorus]
I keep slipping
Every time I try to change
Heart keeps skipping
Like it’s scared of being saved
Dry throat, closed eyes
One word, floodlight
God—[scream, cracking, held]
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
If I run, do you run too
Or am I shouting at an empty room
If I kneel, does it move you
Or am I just a wound in a borrowed suit
I’m tired of this tug of war
Between who I was
And what you’re for
Say something back
Say something back
[Chorus]

rap, Dark alt-rock / rap hybrid with male vocals. Sparse, reverb-soaked guitar and distant toms in the intro, building tension. First verse sits over a pulsing bass drone and tight, dry vocal. Pre-chorus opens with wider guitars, roomy snare, and a long, broken scream of “God” into a sudden gap. Then a crushing, down-tuned drop with half-time drums, distorted bass and layered screams under the hook. Final pass strips back to guitar and voice, ending on a hanging chord and fading feedback., emotional, minimal, rock, raw