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Gravity In My Throat (black cover - no view)

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Gravity In My Throat (black cover - no view)

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rap, metal [Verse 1] You say I’m “too much” then beg for my disaster Kiss me on the fault line watch the cracks move faster You only love me when I’m breaking in your hands Calling it devotion while you’re sharpening your plans [Pre-Chorus] I keep choking on the “sorry” that you never spoke You keep pulling on the stitches like it’s just a joke [Chorus] You put gravity in my throat Till every word I try to scream just floats I’m hanging from the things you never said Like a ghost in your bed, in your bed You keep dragging my halo through your smoke Turn my “maybe I’ll stay” into “I won’t” If I burn out trying to hold your sky I’ll still rise, I’ll still rise from the fall you wrote [Verse 2] (Male) Yeah, you want my edge but you’re scared of the reflection You frame every bruise like it’s some holy lesson You call it “almost love” like that makes it less cruel You’re drowning in control and I’m done being your fuel [Pre-Chorus] (Female) I keep choking on the “sorry” that you never spoke (Male) You keep tugging at the stitches just to watch me choke [Chorus] You put gravity in my throat Till every word I try to scream just floats I’m hanging from the things you never said Like a ghost in your bed, in your bed You keep dragging my halo through your smoke Turn my “maybe I’ll stay” into “I won’t” If I burn out trying to hold your sky I’ll still rise, I’ll still rise from the fall you wrote [Bridge] [Music drops to piano and distant pads] (Female, soft) I’m not your savior I’m not your stage I’m not the canvas for your rage (Male, low) You call it “almost” I call it chains We’re bleeding echoes through our veins (Female, building) I tear your name out of my lungs (Male) I taste the silence on my tongue (Both) If this is love then cut the rope Watch me live beyond your hope (hey!) [Chorus] You put gravity in my throat Till every word I try to scream just floats I’m hanging from the things you never said Like a ghost in your bed, in your bed You keep dragging my halo through your smoke Turn my “maybe I’ll stay” into “I won’t” If I burn out trying to hold your sky I’ll still rise, I’ll still rise from the fall you wrote [Outro] (Female, angelic) I still rise, I still rise (Male) From the fall you wrote, I cut the ties (Both, soft) No more gravity in my throat Just my voice, just my voice, and the truth I wrote