Fracture

[Verse 1]

I walk a tightrope, frayed at the ends  

Shallow breath, with weight pressing in  

The nights stretch long, no dawn in sight  

But hey! I'm still standing...

Call it pride—or call it spite! 

[Pre-Chorus]

Every crack runs deeper, every whisper turns to screams  

Holding on so tightly, I might tear at the seams  

[Chorus – Rock Intensifies]

I could snap, I could break  

Teetering close to my own fate  

Holding strong, still afraid  

But even steel bends in the quake  

[Verse 2]

They see defiance, they don’t see doubt  

The tremors under skin, the fire burning out  

And yet I wear this armor, sculpted from pain  

A monument to battles lost again and again  

[Verse 3]

I fake the laughter, rehearse the lines

Make peace with silence, dodge the signs

But truth has claws and it always finds

The fragile places I try to hide

[Pre-Chorus – Builds Tension]

Every mask feels heavier, every smile a masquerade

Still I walk through shadows, still I dance around the blade

[Chorus]

I could snap, I could break

Teetering close to my own fate

Holding strong, still afraid

But even steel bends in the quake

[Bridge – Climactic Shift]

What happens when the wall gives way?  

When the dam can't hold the waves?  

Do I shatter, do I fade?  

Or rise again from the remains?  

[Outro - guitar, emotional, seeking, questioning] 

All that's left is breath and flame

Breath and flame... Or so they say

Wish I could stop running on fumes

And find a peaceful place to sleep 

-- Pradeep K (Prady)

Style: 

Soft rock transitioning into rock. Deep introspective mood building into raw release. Warm male vocals.

Fractured Fortnight

[Intro]

Time moves, but never fast enough,

Silence hums where voices should be.

Two weeks held me by the spine,

Pulled me forward, let me bleed.

[Verse 1]

The lights never dimmed, the calls never ceased,  

Each hour slipped through my trembling hands.  

No rest, no sky, just the fractured repeat—  

Another night, another demand.  

[Chorus]

Distant peaks, a waiting wind,  

A place untouched by all I’ve seen.  

Let me vanish, let me break,  

Leave me where time forgets my name.  

[Verse 2]

Whispers of care, yet hands stay cold,  

Their comfort drifts but never lands.  

I gave and gave, I stood alone,  

And found myself in hollow plans.  

[Chorus]

Distant peaks, a waiting wind,  

A place untouched by all I’ve seen.  

Let me vanish, let me break,  

Leave me where time forgets my name.  

[Bridge] 

I held the weight, I bore the tide,  

Still, no one asked how deep it burned inside.  

Let me scream, let me shatter—  

I am more than silence, more than static matter.  

[Verse 3]

If I sleep, will I wake the same?  

If I stop, will the echoes fade?  

Two weeks swallowed me whole,  

Now I stand, but I am changed.  

[Outro]

Time moves, but never fast enough,

Silence hums where voices should be.

Two weeks held me by the spine,

Pulled me forward, left me free.

-- Pradeep K (Prady)

Echochamber (The Call)

[Intro - Sparse acoustic guitar fingerpicking]

[Verse 1]

Oh no... Uhhhh, oh no...!

Oh, oh no... Ohhh no! 

Answer it, please... You sure? 

Ohhh... oh, no!

[Pre-chorus]

I would have... Would have...

If I could have... Could have...

But no, no, no...!

No, no, no! 

[Chorus]

There's no true promise,

No, no, not even one!

No real way out, now,

And nowhere to run!

[Bridge - slow and powerful]

Riiinnnggg! It's a call...

It's ringing, it's your call! 

Ohhh no, no, please...

No, no, not again! 

[Pre-chorus]

I would have... Would have...

If I could have... Could have...

But no, no, no...!

No, no, no! I won't!

[Chorus]

There's no true promise,

No, no, not even one!

No real way out, now,

And nowhere to run!

[Final bridge]

Need to find a way 

Need to find a place

But no, there's none! 

Nobody to ask!

[Outro - emotional, echoing, lingering]

Ohhh no... I'm losing!

Ohhh no... I've lost!

Ohhh no... Am I still here? 

Why? Ohhh why? Ohhh no!

-- Pradeep K (Prady)

Style:

Stripped R&B ballad. D minor. Warm clean acoustic guitar. Subtle fingerpicking. Warm male vocals. Emotion: helplessness, anxiety, speechlessness, recursive miseries.