

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] I grabbed my six-string in a fit of despair Shut the door tight like the world wasn’t there Tears in my eyes like a rainstorm at night The quiet hum turned my wrongs into rights [Verse 2] Pluckin' chords that'd shout what I couldn't say My room was a haven where the hurt couldn't stay The frets knew the whispers I couldn’t scream Each strum was a crack in the dark of my dreams [Chorus] I was talking to God through six metal strings Pouring out the pain that the silence brings Each note A prayer that never felt wrong In my room with my guitar The world was my song [Verse 3] The walls knew secrets I’d never let loose My amp was a preacher my pick had no truce Echoes of anger danced on the floor The louder I played the less my heart tore [Bridge] Oh What a strange way to heal the ache Fighting my demons with a riff and a break Outrage and sorrow in a melody’s flame Burning inside ‘til it didn’t feel the same [Chorus] I was talking to God through six metal strings Pouring out the pain that the silence brings Each note A prayer that never felt wrong In my room with my guitar The world was my song
Tags
electric guitar-driven, pop punk, male vocals, raw energy, pop
2:50
No
5/10/2025