Not Family
Song Created By @yourstepmom3266 With AI Singing
Musik-Audio
Musikdetails
Liedtext
I want. To feel like I belong. But these chains, their holding me strong. Held from my dreams that were to come. Now looking back I feel alone. I wanna be free! Not held back in this cage, I'm not your toy, nor am i that thing. I have my dreams, and what's to come. But if you feel like I'm, the wrong. Then I'll turn. And leave you alone... Oh I don't need you, but you like holding on! I never liked you, but you keep bragging on! I'm sick of this game, this madness, this sickening feeling, you are, the one thing that made me start breaking. You shattered me, break me, then tryed to replace me, saying that I'm fake and that I'm only lazy. But now I know that your the one that realy needs replacing, fuck how I hate that I'm not erasing. Hurt me, break me, tie that red string and say I'm the one that's missing, tell me how I'm weak and how easily you can derange me, remind me how I feel for this again? Say we're blood and that you relate me, say how we're the same and how I am only day, dreamin. Only if you get out your world and try to understand me, then you'd start understanding all my pain, understanding how it feels to be hit like falling rain, we're one of the same, don't give me shit now! You hate me, faked me, only showed what would unfazed me! Your a liar, and a fox, who only wants lots! People who care really don't want love, you stabed me, wound me, sayed that I'm just not enough, say that I'm not that and I'm really what I used to be. You say how I'm dumb, and only just a kid, saying how I'm young and don't know what I'm doin, resly your just controlling, only want to see my pain, you say you care when your the one giving me pain, and making me insane! This little girl won't be yours for long, hes grows and grows now he's a man now, you said he was young and such stupied fool, says how it ended now he's not your stool. You said how it would have ended, looks like he's not the fool, instead he surpassed you! Break me, hurt me, say it's just a phase and how it will surly pass me, looks iv been "dragged down" now your surly mad at me. That ok, it's Ok now, I'm not yours now, looks iv won and your just a the loser.
Musikstilbeschreibung
Rock, hard rock, metal, soft males voice, emotional, heartfelt
Liedtextsprache
English
Emotional Analysis
The song conveys a deep sense of struggle, pain, and a longing for freedom from toxicity and control. Themes of betrayal, self-discovery, and empowerment resonate strongly. It embodies a journey from feeling trapped to reclaiming strength and identity.
Application Scenarios
This song can be applied in scenarios of personal empowerment, overcoming abusive relationships, or in moments of rebellion against societal or personal constraints. It serves as an anthem for those reclaiming their autonomy and embracing their individuality.
Technical Analysis
The lyrics employ vivid imagery and metaphors that highlight emotional turmoil. The use of direct address enhances the intensity of the feelings expressed. Musically, one can expect a blend of hard-hitting guitar riffs, dynamic vocal delivery ranging from soft to aggressive, and a structure that builds tension, reflecting the emotional arc of the lyrics.
Verwandte Musik Mehr Musikstile
Idę parkiem, jak z cebra pada, kaptur zakładam i idę nadal. Na chodnik postać blada ciężko upada, obok dom sąsiada - ktoś tam wciąż się skrada. Ze sobą narada: spadać czy to zbadać? Coś podpowiada: zostaw, nie wypada. Dylemat nie lada bo wypada nie zostawiać, lecz postać blada weszła za mroku parawan... Ciężka sprawa, cień na mnie nie pada, w dziwny stan to wprawia jak Szeherezada. Nagle skurcz mnie dopada więc na ławce siadam, a do drzwi sąsiada dobija się jakaś stara baba. Chora faza, to pewnie ta mocna trawa... Rozważam: po co była mi ta nocna wyprawa? i zauważam, że z placu zabaw idzie parada... Na czele - postać blada - psycha niedomaga! ref: Chory film, chory Ty i chory ja, to chore dni, chore sny i chory świat, upiory w nim budzą dziś upiory w nas, nie znamy ich choć ich ryj to lustra twarz. To chory film, chory Ty i chory ja, to chore dni, chore sny i chory świat, w tym świecie żyj brat, idź, upływa czas, byś dożył chwil gdy to Ty pokonasz strach. Zmiana kadru - poranek, Nowa Huta. W przemoczonych butach szukam co tak stuka. To chyba tutaj, w drzwiach judasz, pukam, czekam, słucham, nic, wjeżdżam z buta. Okiem rzucam: hala w chuj długa, żarówa mruga, sufit wsparty jest na stalowych słupach, na jednym z nich krwi struga, pod nim kałuża... Kurwa! wzrósł już puls - druga stówa! W przód się posuwam bo klamka zepsuta, hala czarna jak dupa, nawet na ścianach kupa. To dom Belzebuba, chyba umrę już tutaj choć adrenalina w żyłach ożywiłaby trupa. Brzęczy mi w uszach - to dźwięki łańcucha, coś jak z filmu o duchach. Co jeśli to kostucha?! Już chłód czuję w płucach - chmura pary gdy chucham, nagle ból jak chuj - nóż wystajemi z brzucha ref: Chory film, chory Ty i chory ja, to chore dni, chore sny i chory świat, upiory w nim budzą dziś upiory w nas, nie znamy ich choć ich ryj to lustra twarz. To chory film, chory Ty i chory ja, to chore dni, chore sny i chory świat, w tym świecie żyj brat, idź, upływa czas, byś dożył chwil gdy to Ty pokonasz strach. Kolejna kulminacja, znów mrugają światła, na stole leżę, brak mi tchu, to operacja? incepcja - niewolnik snów? Co to za akcja? W brzuchu już nie tkwi nóż, za to dezorientacja. Pęka czaszka, ból wciąż narasta od najmniejszych palców u stóp aż po kaftan. W płucach znów czuję chłód plus krwią kasłam. U drzwi klucz i klamka w dół - to duchy w maskach! Serca palpitacja, krew staje się rzadsza. Chciałbym ryj drzeć lecz w gardle drzazga. Wchodzi jakaś laska, też na twarzy maska, cera jak wapno jasna, do diaska... W końcu czas łaski nastał - budzi mnie matka: "Wstawaj, już trzynasta, przyszła do Ciebie paczka." Po nocy spocony, co w paczce, sprawdzam... szok - na zdjęciu: w masce blada laska...
[Verse] ঘুম ভাঙেনা আমার, সকাল সাতটা, রোজ ক্লাসের টিচার ঝাড়ে খায় মাথাটা। হিজিবিজি নোটস তবু করে যেতে হয় ক্লান্ত জীবন লাগে বেশ প্যারাময়। [Pre-Chorus] "এই ছেলে! খাতা কই, ল্যাবকপি আর বই?" এসাইনমেন্ট ভাইবা, জিরো মার্কস্ পাইবা। নির্ঘুম দিন-রাত ব্যস্ত সময়, ক্লান্ত জীবন লাগে বেশ প্যারাময়। [Chorus] গরম ভালোবাসা, গরম চায়ের মত, প্লাস্টিক কাপে ভাসে, অব্যক্ত সব ক্ষত। গরম ভালোবাসা, গরম চায়ের মত, জীবনের ম্যারাথনে, আছে পড়ে লাশ কত। [Verse] এক্সামে টাইম শেষ, খাতা পড়ে থাকে ব্ল্যাংক রেজাল্ট বেড়িয়ে গেছে, সবার শেষেতে র্যাংক। ধুর ছাই, টাকা নাই, ট্যুরে যাই, রাম খাই বাইকের তেল নাই, হেটে হেটে ক্লাসে যাই। [Pre-Chorus] গার্লস হোস্টেল পাশে, কতশত নারী আসে স্কুটারের সিটে বসে জুনিয়র ভালোবাসে টেনশন, অনশন, রাত বাজে তেড়োটা ফেসবুকে রিলস দেখি রাজুদার পরোটা। [Chorus] গরম ভালোবাসা, গরম চায়ের মত, প্লাস্টিক কাপে ভাসে, অব্যক্ত সব ক্ষত। গরম ভালোবাসা, গরম চায়ের মত, জীবনের ম্যারাথনে, আছে পড়ে লাশ কত
[intro] [guitar] [verse 1] Et nous étions ensemble, à oublier le jour naissant Suspendus entre hier et demain, dans un présent sans fin Et nous étions ensemble, à défier le temps À créer un monde, nos cœurs sont témoins [acoustic guitar] [verse 2] Ces murs sont vides et sombres, l'eau que je bois menace de m'enivrer ton parfum ravive mon âme toi qui me soutient pour ne pas sombrer, toi qui me soutient pour ne pas sombrer. [chorus] Et nous étions ensemble, à oublier le jour naissant Suspendus entre hier et demain, dans un présent sans fin Et nous étions ensemble, à défier le temps À créer un monde, nos cœurs sont témoins [bridge] [tenor sax] [verse 3] Qu'importe l'horloge et ses aiguilles affamées Qu'importe le monde et ses appels désespérés Dans cette bulle fragile que nous avons tissée L'éternité se compte en regards échangés [outro] Et nous étions ensemble, à oublier le jour naissant Créateurs d'un temps qui n'appartient qu'à nous Et nous serons ensemble, quand viendront d'autres aubes toi qui me soutient pour ne pas sombrer toi qui me soutient pour ne pas sombrer.
Intro] (Whispers fade, the gavel falls) Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah (Voices rise, the judgment calls) Ah-ah-ah, Ah-ah-ah BRING ME BACK! [Verse 1] You’ve got your rules and your religion Preaching peace through twisted vision Cops and judges, stained with pride Heroes bleed while justice hides I hear the voices, cold and clear Laughing at the saints we fear Crowns of gold on thrones of lies In the dark, a savior dies [Pre-Chorus] The chains are tight, the air is thin Corruption hums beneath my skin Oh-oh-oh, I’m breaking free Oh-oh-oh, bring life to me [Chorus] Bring me back when the heroes fall Voices scream through the shattered wall Oh, the rules you built, I’ll burn them down Oh, vengeance wears this rebel crown Cross my soul, let it fade away Rise again through the ash and gray Hear the echoes of the damned unite Bring me back to reclaim the fight [Verse 2] You’ve got your laws, your hollow creed While widows mourn and orphans plead The gavel strikes, the preacher prays But blood still stains your righteous ways The voices taunt, they pull me near A symphony of wrath and fear Heroes rot in shallow graves I’ll break the world your corruption saves [Pre-Chorus] The chains are tight, the air is thin Corruption hums beneath my skin Oh-oh-oh, I’m breaking free Oh-oh-oh, bring life to me [Chorus] Bring me back when the heroes fall Voices scream through the shattered wall Oh, the rules you built, I’ll burn them down Oh, vengeance wears this rebel crown Cross my soul, let it fade away Rise again through the ash and gray Hear the echoes of the damned unite Bring me back to reclaim the fight [Bridge] (Rules!) You chain the truth, you sell the light (Voices!) They haunt my mind, they fuel my spite (Religion!) A mask for greed, a throne of rust (Bring me back!) From dirt and dust Oh-oh-oh, the fallen sing my name Oh-oh-oh, I’ll turn your world to flame [ Outro] Bring me back when the heroes fall Voices scream through the shattered wall Oh, your rules will break, your gods will bend Oh, Death Punishment will never end Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah
Title: The Power of Industry [Verse 1] Rising from the ashes, iron and stone, The pulse of progress, never alone. Machines in motion, gears that grind, A future built, with no rewind. Steel and fire, we're forging ahead, Pushing the limits, breaking the thread. In the hum of the factory, we find our grace, The power of industry, in every trace. [Chorus] We are the sparks, the blood, the flame, Building tomorrow, no shame, no blame. Iron hands, and hearts that won't break, The power of industry, for all our sake. [Verse 2] In the smoke and the shadows, we stand tall, A world that's waiting, we answer the call. Bridges and towers, roads that stretch wide, Our legacy etched in the machinery's pride. No room for failure, no room for fear, We build the future, it's crystal clear. From the anvil to the steel mill's sound, The power of industry, forever unbound. [Chorus] We are the sparks, the blood, the flame, Building tomorrow, no shame, no blame. Iron hands, and hearts that won't break, The power of industry, for all our sake. [Bridge] Through the grind, we rise, Chasing the future with fire in our eyes. No end in sight, just the will to create, The wheels keep turning, it's never too late. [Chorus] We are the sparks, the blood, the flame, Building tomorrow, no shame, no blame. Iron hands, and hearts that won't break, The power of industry, for all our sake. [Outro] From the sparks to the steam, we build it all, The power of industry, we stand tall. No tomorrow is too far to claim, We’ll light the world with the power of flame.
This one's for you Mr Chhun! My love for you is like the most Cute Beetroot, Your face reminds me of Smelly Penguin, Together, we are like Pizza and MUSTARDDDDD. Oh darling Peter, My Cute Beetroot, My Smelly Carrot, The perfect companion to my Pizza soul. Blood are red, Ice are blue, I like kids, But not as much as I love frolicking with you! Oh darling Peter, Your Fingers are like Asian pencil on a winter day, You're like the most Pretty Lawyer to ever walk room. Your Smelly Pengui face, Your MUSTARDDDDD soul, Your Asian Fingers, Your Pretty Lawyer being... How could I look at another when our Cute Beetroot love is so strong? I love you Mr Chhun!
[Intro] (Yeah, yeah) I got the self obsession, yeah yeah (Yeah, yeah) Ain’t no second guessin’ yeah yeah [Verse 1] I love my body, love my face, love my style, love my grace Love my hair, love my glow, love the way I steal the show Every flaw? Nah I don’t see Only thing that drives me is the fire beneath my feet I walk in, they all turn to stare (ooh) Love or hate, I’m everywhere (ooh) They say confidence is rare, guess I’m a diamond in the air [Pre-Chorus] Turn it up now, but you gotta wait (shh) Let ‘em watch, let ‘em marinate [Chorus] I got the self obsession, yeah yeah They call it jealousy, I call it a blessin’, yeah, yeah I got the self obsession yeah yeah Let ‘em cry me rivers while I live my best life, yeah, yeah [Verse 2] Too busy winning, too busy shining Too busy loving the way I’m designing Every move I make, they wanna track it I don't chase the trends, I just attract it They say I’m too much, I say they too weak Got a crown on my head, yeah, the throne’s where I speak I don’t need a mirror, I already know Step in the room, got ‘em losing control [Pre-Chorus] Turn it down now, but let’s add some spice (shh) Make ‘em sweat, yeah, make ‘em think twice [Chorus] I got the self obsession, yeah, yeah They call it arrogance, I call it a blessin’, yeah, yeah I got the self-obsession, yeah, yeah Cry me rivers while I live my best life, yeah, yeah [Bridge] Fans love me, haters hate me, but I don’t mind (whisper: shut it off) Every step I take, I leave ‘em all behind [Outro] I got the self obsession, call it the disease But I like the way it makes ‘em weak at the knees Might as well be the villain, yeah, they love to hate But my crown too tight, it ain’t fallin’ away
"Narra Strong, Scouter Bold!" (A High-Energy Yell Song – with Claps, Stomps, and Call-and-Response Parts) (Intro – Call & Response, Loud & Energetic) Leader: Who are we? (Who are we?) Group: Scouters brave! (Scouters brave!) Leader: Standing strong! (Standing strong!) Group: Like the Narra tree! (Like the Narra tree!) (Clap-Clap, Stomp-Stomp, then repeat the chant faster!) --- (Verse 1 – Build the Energy!) Leader: Deep in the ground, roots hold tight! The Narra stands, firm and right! Like the Scouters, brave and true, We stand strong in all we do! Group: Stand up tall, don’t back down! Scouters strong, we own this town! Like the Narra, tough and free, We will rise in unity! (Chorus – Shout this part LOUD! With Claps & Stomps!) ALL: Narra strong! (HEY!) Scouter bold! (HEY!) Hearts of fire, spirits gold! (HEY-HEY-HEY!) Side by side, hand in hand! We are the toughest in the land! (Clap-Clap, Stomp-Stomp – Repeat the last line twice!) --- (Verse 2 – Keep the Energy Going!) Leader: Wind may blow, storms may come, But we stand – we won’t run! Through the heat and through the rain, Like the Narra, we remain! Group: Step by step, strong and proud, We will lead, we say it loud! Truth and honor, we uphold, Like the Narra, tough and bold! (Chorus – Get LOUDER!) ALL: Narra strong! (HEY!) Scouter bold! (HEY!) Hearts of fire, spirits gold! (HEY-HEY-HEY!) Side by side, hand in hand! We are the toughest in the land! (Add jumps, claps, and stomps to keep it exciting!) --- (Verse 3 – Final Push!) Leader: Who will serve? Who will lead? Scouters strong, we take the speed! Like the Narra, standing high, We reach for dreams and touch the sky! Group: Push ahead, never stop! Scouters rise, we reach the top! Helping hands, spirits true, We will win, yes, we do! (Final Chorus – MAX ENERGY!) ALL: Narra strong! (HEY!) Scouter bold! (HEY!) Hearts of fire, spirits gold! (HEY-HEY-HEY!) Side by side, hand in hand! We are the toughest in the land!