🔻 Song Insight
“Past-Life” is a raw emotional reckoning wrapped in alt-rock and rap-rock grit. It captures the psychological aftermath of a toxic love—the kind that doesn't just leave you, but embeds itself in your nervous system like a ghost with a key to your triggers. The song moves like a confession in reverse: distorted guitar swells mirror inner chaos, while sharp rap verses detail a mind unraveling under betrayal and abandonment. Each chorus is a collapsed heartbeat—a scream into the silence left behind. It’s a sonic filmstrip of pain, stitched with the thread of self-resurrection.

Lyrically, it speaks to survivors of emotional abuse, those who’ve been gaslit, left behind, and made to question their own worth. The metaphor of a sweater unraveling into a noose is not just poetic—it's personal. "Past-Life" isn’t just about what happened. It’s about what you carry long after, when love has turned into a prison you still can’t fully escape.

🔻 Lyrics
[Intro – Rap flow, lo-fi beat under vocals]
vinyl crackle
deep inhale
Pulled from the back seat, cold hands shake
Didn’t let go, didn’t know it was fake
Promises gone like fog in the night
Left again—gotta relive the fight

[Verse 1 – Rap continues, heavy guitar stabs]
List full of ghosts that I can’t resist
Why I can’t tell when the lie gets kissed
Saw it in your eyes—I froze, dismissed
You took my past, made it your hitlist

[Pre-Chorus – Shift to sung, tension builds]
Pulled from hell, you enlisted
Seeing truth you thought unseen
Scars a record, scorn a war
Pain torn and trapped in walls

[Chorus – Soaring and melodic]
You left me as I fell — burning I yelled
My world collapsed, no looking back
I’m the one who knows what you lack
And I still hear your silence
Like a knife in the track

[Refrain – Echo effect possible]
Call me desperate—it’s true
My fault for ever loving you

[Verse 2 – Back to sung, emotional tension]
Can’t say I’m ready—it’s been years
I can’t trust, it’s just built-in fear
I know I’m worth more than this
I give my heart a history—it fits

[Pre-Chorus – Softer, more internal]
Lungs hit and bleed, no air
Feeling parts of me now not clear
The pain I used to feel—yeah, it's real
And it owns me still

[Chorus – Return to full energy]
You left me as I fell — burning I yelled
My world collapsed, no looking back
I’m the one who knows what you lack
And I still hear your silence
Like a knife in the track

[Bridge – Distorted, delayed vocals]
Energy seeps from my pores
Falling down across the floors
I see chaos in my midst
Echoes of a life I don’t miss

A truth that gets stuck and pulls
This sweater I wear — it unwinds
As it loops it binds
A noose killing me in time

[Breakdown – Stripped vocals, wide reverb]
My voice... rip-torn from this world
Closed—I’m trying to let this go
Splintered but needing a spine
These growing pains stop in time

[Chorus – Final repeat, vocals stacked]
You left me as I fell — burning I yelled
My world collapsed, no looking back
I’m the one who knows what you lack
And I still hear your silence
Like a knife in the track

[Outro – Slow fade, heartbeat & feedback]
Can’t explain what shouldn’t be said
A past life lived, a version of hell
You’ll never see what I had to feel
My own worst prison...
These bars I still keep sealed

heartbeat fades
guitar feedback lingers



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