Not Your House Anymore

[Verse 1]
He slammed my drawer
Pulled the hangers off the rail
Purple skirt on the floor
Like it did something to him
Flag in his fist
Colors crumpled at the door
Trash bag twist
Like he’s proud of this war
[Pre-Chorus]
“You’re my son
I won’t say it twice”
Spits those words
Like they’re holy
Like they’re right
Chest on fire
But my voice stays cold
I’m not what you own
I’m not yours to mold
[Chorus]
You say
“I don’t want that in my house”
I say
This is not your house anymore
You raised a son? Well
I raised myself
From the clothes on the floor to the heart that you tore
Screw you
I’m done keeping score
Screw you
I’m slamming your door
You can throw my things
But you can’t throw me
I’m still here
I’m still me
[Verse 2]
Mirror cracked
But I like who I see
Little mascara streaked
But that’s royalty to me
He points at my jeans
Like they’re some kind of crime
I’m counting my breaths
While he rewinds time
[Pre-Chorus]
“You’re confused
You’ll grow out of this”
Every word
Like a bruise on my wrist
But I won’t shrink
Just to fit your frame
I’ll keep my name
I’ll redraw my flame
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
Bag up my shirts
Bag up my tears
Take your fear
Get it out of here
[crescendo]
You can’t burn what’s under my skin
You can’t ban who I’ve always been
[whispered vocals]
Not your shame
Not your secret
[full voice]
I’m your kid
You just don’t see it
[Chorus]

pop, Moody K-pop with a dark, glossy synth bed and tight trap drums; verses in a low, simmering register that burst into a shout-along, anthemic hook. Stacked gang vocals on the chorus, subtle vocoder doubles, and a soaring post-chorus chant. Clean, punchy mix that keeps the vocal front and center, with a late-song half-time switch for extra drama., k-pop