
None of This Was My Choice
Melancholic

None of This Was My Choice
Melancholic
Lyrics
**“None of This Was My Choice”**
**[Verse 1 – male raspy baritone]**
Empty streets, the wind whispers lies,
Shadows fall, but I never realized.
Every step I took led me here,
None of this was mine, none of this clear.
*Female whispered echoes in background:*
*Hold me… guide me… don’t leave me…*
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**[Pre-Chorus – male baritone + soft female layers]**
I’m screaming inside, but no one hears,
Lost in the echoes of all my fears.
Chains I didn’t make, roads I didn’t choose,
Walking through fire, I’ve got nothing to lose.
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**[Chorus – sultry female hook layered]**
None of this… none of this…
Was my choice, was my choice.
None of this… none of this…
I’m just here, I’m just here…
*Male vocal stutter layer:*
*Was my… choice… was my… choice…*
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**[Verse 2 – male baritone]**
Faces blur, and voices fade,
Promises broken, the night won’t stay.
I reach for light, but it slips away,
None of this was mine, I can’t make it stay.
*Female whispered motif:*
*Don’t let go… don’t let go…*
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**[Pre-Chorus 2 – layered male + female]**
Tides keep turning, and I can’t breathe,
Walls keep closing, but I won’t leave.
Paths I didn’t choose, scars I didn’t earn,
Through the smoke and mirrors, I crash and burn.
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**[Chorus – sultry female hook, echoing]**
None of this… none of this…
Was my choice, was my choice.
None of this… none of this…
I’m just here, I’m just here…
*Male echoing stutter:*
*Was my… choice… was my… choice…*
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**[Bridge – ambient, whispered, melancholic]**
Silent prayers in the desert sand,
Reaching for hope with trembling hands.
If I could turn back, if I could see,
Maybe some of this would be free.
*Female whispers:*
*Hold on… hold on… hold on…*
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**[Breakdown / Build-up – male baritone + glitch FX]**
None of this… none of this…
Was my choice, was my choice…
Chains collide, hearts divide,
I’m walking alone, nowhere to hide.
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**[Final Chorus – male baritone + layered female hook]**
None of this… none of this…
Was my choice, was my choice.
None of this… none of this…
I’m just here, I’m just here…
*Outro whispered by female choir:*
*None of this… none of this…
Was my choice…*
*Fade out with echoing ambient pads, subtle sub-bass growl, and distant desert wind FX.*
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