Sessions
8,185
Hip-Hop/Rap
Sessionsは、アルバム『 』の一部として2025年8月9日にLethalityによりリリースされましたBurned Bridges, Closed Roads
メロディック度
楽曲がどれだけ明確で覚えやすいメロディを持ち、はっきりとした音楽パターンに沿っているかを示します。メロディック度が高い楽曲は、わかりやすく印象に残る楽器やボーカルラインが特徴です。
アコースティック度
楽曲が、電子楽器やデジタル合成音の代わりに、どの程度アコースティック楽器(ピアノ、ギター、バイオリン、ドラム、サックスなど)に依存しているかを示します。
ヴァランス
楽曲のハーモニーやリズムによって伝わる音楽的なポジティブ度や感情的トーンを示します。値が高いほど幸福感、興奮、陶酔などの感情を表し、低いほど悲しみ、怒り、憂鬱などの感情を表します。
ダンサビリティ
テンポの安定性、リズムパターン、ビートの強調などの要素を組み合わせて、楽曲が踊りやすいかどうかを示します。ダンス向きの楽曲は、一定のテンポ、反復的な音楽構造、強いダウンビートを持つ傾向があります。
エネルギー
楽曲の知覚される強さを示し、テンポ、音量の変化、音の密度などによって影響されます。エネルギーが高い曲は、力強いリズムや密度の高い編成を特徴とし、エネルギーが低い曲は、音の間隔が広く、テンポもゆったりとした構成になる傾向があります。
BPM58
ミュージックビデオ
ミュージックビデオ
クレジット
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
LethalCulture
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
LethalCulture
Producer
歌詞
So this is what honesty sounds like?
My voice don't even recognize me
Uh (uh), I don't really talk, I just bottle it deep
Say I'm good when I'm not, then collapse in my sleep
Guess I mastered the art of pretendin' I'm fine
But I been chokin' on words that been trapped in my mind
Never told 'em 'bout the nights I cried in the dark
How I smiled in the light just to cover the scars
How I buried my fears 'cause the world don't care
They just say, "Man up," like emotions ain't there
Can I be honest without bein' seen as weak?
Can I admit that some days I can't even speak?
That the mirror don't show what the world wanna see?
It shows a broken kid just dyin' to be free
I ain't scared of pain, I've lived with it for years
What scares me the most is exposin' these tears
Like, what if they hear me and still walk away?
What if I open my soul, and they got nothin' to say?
Started way back, when I learned to survive
Not to feel, just function, just keep hope alive
When dad left the house and mom broke inside
I became a man too early to stem the tide
I was nine with a jaw clenched tight like steel
Learned to swallow my truth just to help them heal
Had no outlet, so I wrote in notebooks and bled
Every rhyme I spit now was once thoughts in my head
And I hate that I still crave love I don't trust
Like, how do you need people but fear them that much?
Every time I open up, it ends in regret
So, I shut down fast like I'm dodgin' a threat
I don't let 'em get close, that's my self-defense
Smiles ain't real, they just masks that I rent
And I know this ain't healthy, I been knew that
But trauma don't leave just 'cause you say, "Relax"
I buried versions of me that I ain't mourned yet
Pieces I killed just to cope with regret
Now I'm stitched with survival and silence and shame
Walkin' therapy sessions that don't got a name (don't got a name)
You know what hurts the most? (Hurts the most)
I don't even know who I am when I ain't in control
When I ain't in protect mode, when I drop that role
What's left behind the armor? Just a soul that's cold
I've lost friends, lost time, lost sleep and peace
Told myself it's all fine, but that lie runs deep
Never told nobody that I hated myself
That I been in rooms thinkin' I should end myself (I should end myself)
But I'm here, still breathin', still scarred but standin'
Still pennin' these truths even when they feel damnin'
Still peelin' back layers just to find what's real
Still prayin' one day I'll remember how to feel
This ain't a cry for help, this is just me unspoken
A lifetime of silence finally broken
So, doc, if you're listenin', please don't try to fix
Just let me talk for once, let me exist (let me exist)
And maybe healin' don't mean no pain
Maybe it's just not walkin' with it every day
Maybe it's not about erasin' the past
But learnin' to live without wearin' a mask (without wearin' a mask)
I'm tired of measurin' worth in how much I endure
Of thinkin' I matter more if I suffer more
Like my pain gotta be art, or my tears gotta rhyme
Like I can't just break without dressin' it in lines
I got so used to people not stayin'
That I stopped expectin' anyone to care what I'm sayin'
So, I vent to these pages, bleed ink 'til it's done
And pretend I'm okay in the face of the sun
But I'm human, I break, I bend, I fall
I got demons in my phone that don't answer my calls
I got friends I outgrew 'cause they loved the facade
Not the me that's been grievin', not the me that's been flawed
If I'm real, will they leave? If I'm silent, do they stay?
If I vanished for a week, would it matter anyway?
I don't even need answers, I just need to be heard
Need someone to listen without twistin' my words (twistin' my words)
So, this is what honesty sounds like? (Honesty sounds like)
And yeah, my voice don't even recognize me (even recognize me)
But maybe that's the point (maybe that's the point)
Maybe healin' starts
When you stop lyin' to yourself (stop lyin' to yourself)
This ain't for the charts (no)
This is a letter from the part of me I always discard
And if you feel me, even once, then I did my part (did my part)
'Cause silence never healed
What was breakin' in my heart (breakin' in my heart)
(Da-da-dah, da-da-dah, da-da-dah)
(Da-da-dah, da-da-dah, da-da-dah)
Written by: Lethal Culture


