Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] I waited at the gate For a hand to pull me through I heard the footsteps fade And the room stayed black and blue All the wounds I kept Like a secret under skin They let the night get deep Then they left me in it [Pre-Chorus] I bit back blood and panic Held my name in my teeth If nobody comes for me Then I'm coming for me [Chorus] I'll do it myself I'll do it myself You left me in the dark I'll take back what was mine I'll do it myself I'll do it myself Every time you knock me down I rise and I strike [Verse 2] I wore the bruises proud Like a map I couldn't burn Every scar a lesson Every fall a turn I learned the shape of rage In the pit of my own chest Now when the wolves get close I don't beg, I test [Pre-Chorus] I bit back blood and panic Held my name in my teeth If nobody comes for me Then I'm coming for me [Chorus] I'll do it myself I'll do it myself You left me in the dark I'll take back what was mine I'll do it myself I'll do it myself Every time you knock me down I rise and I strike [Bridge] No more waiting No more ghosts at the door I made a weapon Out of every hurt before [Breakdown] I rise I rise I rise and I strike back I rise I rise I rise and I strike back [Final Chorus] I'll do it myself I'll do it myself You left me in the dark I'll take back what was mine I'll do it myself I'll do it myself Every time you knock me down I rise and I strike
Tags
Angry gothic rock with driving mid-tempo toms, palm-muted guitar chug, bass grinding under a tight push-and-pull groove; verse stays tense and stripped, pre-chorus opens with rising snare rolls and gang echoes, chorus hits harder with stacked doubles and shouted hook lines. Bridge drops to half-time and snarled vocals, then final chorus returns with bigger guitars, reverse cymbal swells, and a cold wide mix., rock
Duration
3:33
Language
English
Instrumental
No
Created
4/22/2026