This is a strange bird. It started with Selma Lagerlöf and ended in the feeling of guilt.
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Lyrics
Verse 1
Dark in my room, thoughts spinnin' like a storm,
How I forgot you, how I lost everything I built and sworn.
Put everybody first, thought you’d always hold it down,
Time slipped through my fingers, now you ghosted, nowhere 'round.
You deserved more time, more love, more of the real me,
But I played you, betrayed you, took your heart for granted, G.
Now everything’s just an empty echo in these walls…
Chorus (deep, heavy bass, dark synths)
I’m carryin’ this guilt, it’s burnin’ in my chest,
Left you in the rearview, never saw what I had, I confess.
I wish I could flip the script, rewrite the whole damn thing,
But it’s too late to save it, now the pain is what it bring.
All the thank yous I owed you, heavy chain 'round my neck,
Guilt weigh a ton, can’t breathe, showin' no respect.
Verse 2
Thinkin' 'bout you heavy, all the moments I missed,
Little things you did for me, I acted like they didn’t exist.
You was my peace in the chaos, my rock when shit got real,
But when you needed me most, I turned ghost, kept it all steel.
I was a shadow, a traitor, couldn’t even say the words,
“Sorry” got stuck in my throat, now it’s silence that hurts.
Lost you 'cause I thought you’d forever be in my corner…
Verse 3
Guilt to the person you were, to the queen I should’ve crowned,
Never appreciated the way you held me up when I was down.
Now time’s up, I’m stuck in this regret tsunami,
Wanna send a signal, wanna make you see it wasn’t for play.
But you already gone, and I’m still here in the flames,
Burnin' with this guilt, carryin' sorrow with no name.
Chorus
I’m carryin’ this guilt, it’s burnin’ in my chest,
Left you in the rearview, never saw what I had, I confess.
I wish I could flip the script, rewrite the whole damn thing,
But it’s too late to save it, now the pain is what it bring.
All the thank yous I owed you, heavy chain 'round my neck,
Guilt weigh a ton, can’t breathe, showin' no respect.
Verse 4 (more intense, build-up, faster flow)
I replay every time I let you down, every L I took,
You was right there ridin', but my ego had me shook.
It was my laziness, my selfishness, my lack of friggin´ balls,
Cut you deep with my distance, now the table’s empty in these halls.
I’d give anything to rewind, undo the pain I caused,
But now I gotta live with the fact I lost my biggest loss.
Bridge (spoken, raw, emotional – almost whispered over minimal beat)
I know I hurt you deep… real deep.
I wasn’t the man I promised I would be.
But I need you to hear this —
I regret everything. I miss you more than these words could ever say.
Outro (fading out, atmospheric, dark house vibes)
The guilt still lives…
But so does the hope that one day I can make it right,
Rebuild what I destroyed… in another life.
Inspired By
The process as Artistic Curator.
This is the story about Guilt.
It started with Selma Lagerlöfs speech to the Swedish Nobel Akademin in the beginning of 19th century.
And ended up in Guilt.
As Artistic Curator for Superimposed I create - I´m searching for something extra.
I take that extra and superimpose it time after time after time after time..., until happy with the result.
I use different methods: searching information, asking questions to humans and Ai, I go deep in my mind and soul.
Itś like baking a cake without a recipe - and in the end I put it in the owen (Ai Song Maker)
And the result is a SONG.
The process as Artistic Curator.
This is the story about Guilt.
It started with Selma Lagerlöfs speech to the Swedish Nobel Akademin in the beginning of 19th century.
And ended up in Guilt.
As Artistic Curator for Superimposed I create - I´m searching for something extra.
I take that extra and superimpose it time after time after time after time..., until happy with the result.
I use different methods: searching information, asking questions to humans and Ai, I go deep in my mind and soul.
Itś like baking a cake without a recipe - and in the end I put it in the owen (Ai Song Maker)
And the result is a SONG.
