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Contrite
Metal
Contrite was released on July 2, 2026 by 180 Media Group as a part of the album Contrite - Single
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Release DateJuly 2, 2026
Label180 Media Group
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eric David Lundblad
Eric David Lundblad
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eric David Lundblad
Eric David Lundblad
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eric David Lundblad
Eric David Lundblad
Producer

Lyrics

I taste the silence where your name should be
Ash on my tongue from the words I let bleed
I held the knife with a careless hand
Never thought you'd feel the cut so deep
Your eyes were oceans I learned to ignore
Waves pulling back from a broken shore
Now every echo inside my chest
Sounds like the slamming of your door
I don't want mercy I haven't earned
I don't want pardon without the burn
Let the weight of it settle in bone
Teach me the cost of the stone I've thrown
I am contrite
Not just the tremor in my voice at night
Not just a rehearsed "I'm sorry"
Wrapped in pride
I am contrite
On my knees in the wreckage of what I broke
If sorrow is fire then let it refine
Till I am worthy of hope
You wore your hurt like invisible glass
Smiling while I kept walking past
I missed the fracture beneath your tone
Too busy being right to ask
Now every memory replays in slow
Every careless seed I chose to sow
If love is measured in what we mend
Then let these trembling hands atone
Strip me of ego, leave me bare
No silver tongue, no polished prayer
If I must sit in the harm I've done
Then let that darkness remake me, undone
I am contrite
Not just the tears when the room goes quiet
Not just a moment of guilt
That fades with the light
I am contrite
With a hunger to heal what my words destroyed
If sorrow is sacred, I'll drink it down
Till the fracture is filled with choice
Break me open
Not for spectacle, not for show
But carve repentance into my ribs
So I never forget what I owe
Let regret be more than a feeling
Let it be change in my hands
A vow in the marrow
A rebuilt land
I am contrite
More than confession beneath dim lights
More than a whisper of shame
In the dead of night
I am contrite
If forgiveness is distant, I'll still remain
Learning the shape of a better heart
From the ruin I made
From the ruin I made.
Written by: Eric David Lundblad
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