
Made of Stone
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- tech trance
- rap
- hard techno
- male vocalist
- dark
- industrial
- aggressive
- futuristic
- dark trap
- synthwave
- experimental rap
- 2020s
Lyrics
Verse 1
How many feelings did I bury
Just to prove that I could stand?
How many times did I hold steady
With a trembling in my hands?
I wore silence like armor,
Kept the sorrow out of sight.
Told myself that I was stronger
Every time I lost the fight.
Pre-Chorus
And the cracks keep getting deeper,
Though I never let them show.
There's an emptiness beneath me,
A place nobody knows.
Chorus
I'm not made of stone,
I'm just good at breaking slowly.
I've been holding on so long,
Even I don't know the old me.
And when everything goes wrong,
I still look somewhere beyond.
Somewhere I can disappear,
Somewhere I don't have to be strong.
Verse 2
Even at my worst, I'm looking
For a place I've never been.
Running circles through tomorrow,
While I'm falling deep within.
I keep telling myself, keep going,
There's a reason, there's a way.
But the weight is getting heavier,
And the light keeps fading gray.
Pre-Chorus
How much longer can I carry
All the things I never said?
How many pieces can I lose
Before there's nothing left?
Chorus
I'm not made of stone,
I'm just good at breaking slowly.
I've been holding on so long,
Even I don't know the old me.
And when everything goes wrong,
I still look somewhere beyond.
Somewhere I can disappear,
Somewhere I don't have to be strong.
Bridge – Quiet, almost whispered
Maybe I was never fearless.
Maybe I was scared all along.
Maybe all this time enduring
Was just how I kept moving on.
And deep below the surface,
Where the echoes never end,
There's a part of me still asking
How much more can I pretend?
Final Chorus – Full instrumentation
I'm not made of stone!
I'm just tired of breaking slowly!
All these fractures in my soul,
All these years of feeling lonely.
Even when the world goes dark,
I keep searching for a spark.
Still imagining somewhere else,
Still trying to find myself.
Outro – Fading instruments
How many feelings did I bury?
How many pieces did I leave?
I kept looking somewhere else...
While losing sight of me.
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