
INSTRUMENTAL — MELANCHOLIC INTRO [Instrumental] VERSE 1 — THE EMPTY SIDE Your empty side of the bed Still holding all the words unsaid You packed your bags before the dawn I watched the dust where you were gone We built a house on jagged stone Now I’m left here, counting cracks alone PRE-CHORUS — SLIPPING DIRT It wasn’t loud, it wasn’t grand Just dirt slipping through my hand We didn’t crash, we didn’t break We just forgot to stay awake CHORUS — THE SLOW BURN And I still feel the sting of it The raw, slow burn of what we quit We drank the well till it ran dry Watched the sweetness turn to rust inside Now every time I try to speak There’s just the taste of wormwood on my lips VERSE 2 — TRACING LINES We used to run a brighter red Until the winter moved in slow We hammered nails through softer wood Still, rain found every place to go I trace the lines across my face Like they might lead me back to grace PRE-CHORUS — SLIPPING DIRT It wasn’t war, it wasn’t hate Just two hearts left outside the gate We didn’t crash, we didn’t break We just forgot to stay awake CHORUS — THE SLOW BURN And I still feel the sting of it The raw, slow burn of what we quit We drank the well till it ran dry Watched the sweetness turn to rust inside Now every time I try to speak There’s just the taste of wormwood on my lips BRIDGE — RUST IN THE HEART I don’t regret the years we spent I know exactly what they meant But sweet things rot when left in the dark And leave their rust inside the heart I swallow hard to clear my throat Still wearing your old coat INSTRUMENTAL — THE CLIMAX [Instrumental] CHORUS — THE FINAL BURN Yeah, I still feel the sting of it The raw, slow burn of what we quit We drank the well till it ran dry Watched the sweetness turn to rust inside Now every time I try to speak There’s just the taste of wormwood on my lips OUTRO — THE BITTER TASTE Spit it out Swallow it down Just the taste of wormwood On my lips Nothing else left... Just the taste on my lips. ——— © 2026 IRINNA QUINN. All rights reserved. Lyrics and creative direction by IRINNA QUINN. Hybrid AI-assisted tools were used in audio production, under strict human creative direction.