Therapy Beats
90's hip-hop, old-school boom-bap beats, melancholic, raw vocals, warm vinyl crackle, mid-tempo
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Lyrics
[Intro – warm vinyl crackle, muted boom-bap drum loop]
This started out as therapy
Back when I was just a kid
[Verse 1 – gritty bassline, subtle piano riff]
No one was there when I needed a hand
Stuck in the dark, trying to understand
Now I’m thirty-two, still hanging by a thread
Every day feels like I’m barely ahead
[Chorus – layered vocal harmonies, snare roll accent]
The older I get, the weaker my grip
Scared the day I’ll slip, hope it’s quick
After all these years, hard to believe
Happiness is something that’s real to see
[Verse 2 – scratchy turntable sample, deeper bass]
Got three kids calling me dad, still feel alone
Empty spaces where love should have grown
But I’ll keep pushing on, keep holding on tight
Won’t let the dark win, won’t lose this fight
[Chorus – intensified drum beat, soulful ad-libs]
The older I get, the heavier the load
Scared the walls will fold, hope it’s slow
After all these years, hard to conceive
Happiness is something I’ll ever receive
[Bridge – stripped-back piano, quiet vocal delivery]
I’m a lot of things, but a quitter ain’t one
Gonna breathe every breath till my lungs are done
Won’t abandon the ones who need me most
Even when my hope’s hanging by a ghost
[Solo – turntable scratch solo, building drum intensity]
(Instrumental Solo)
[Final Chorus – full band, raw emotional vocals]
The older I get, the clearer I see
I gotta keep fighting for them and me
After all these years, I’m starting to find
A little light left in this dark of mine
[Outro – fading drum beat, soft piano fade]
This started as therapy
Now it’s my legacy