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House of Echoes


Artist: Alija
Artist's Description
A Haunting and introspective lyric that explores the pain of being trapped inside your own world, where every whisper of the past still echoes through the walls of your mind. Writing is my way to try to touch and help people who could lived a path like this.

Genre(s): Hip-hop/Rap
Mood(s): Dark, Dramatic, Introspective, Slow
Style(s): Dramatic Soundtrack, Story
Language(s): English
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House of Echoes

By Alija
(Verse 1)

She wakes up to the same sound every morning — the crying of her child,
A life built from routine, a world where dreams go to hide.
Coffee burns, dishes pile, she stares out through the blinds,
Wondering if her life slipped away, or if she just stopped trying.
She used to paint skies on her ceiling, now it’s cracks she counts,
Used to believe in love, now she just doubts.
Her reflection looks older than her years would allow,
Another night with no one asking “How are you now?”

Bills on the table, past on replay,
He left with a note, and not much to say.
Her mother stopped calling, her friends moved away,
She’s the ghost of herself in yesterday’s grey.
Toys on the floor, tears she hides in the sound,
She whispers “I’m okay” when no one’s around.
Keeps telling herself this is just a phase,
But the mirror never lies — it just decays.

(Pre-Chorus)

Still she sings her son to sleep,
Still she smiles when her voice starts to break.
Still she dreams of what she’ll never reach,
Still she hopes — ‘cause what else can she fake?

(Chorus)

Trapped inside these walls,
Where the echoes never die at all.
Every day bleeds into the same gray view,
She’s fighting ghosts that the light can’t get through.
They say time heals, but what if it lies?
What if the pain just learns to disguise?
She whispers hope into the empty air,
But no one answers, no one’s there.

(Verse 2)

She once wrote stories in notebooks under her bed,
Now it’s grocery lists and words left unsaid.
She wanted to build empires, she ended up small,
Cleaning up dreams from the hallway wall.
The world moves fast, she’s stuck in pause,
No medals for the tears, no applause.
But still she laughs for her child’s sake,
Still she cooks, still she prays, still she breaks.
Midnight comes — she scrolls her phone,
Everyone living, she dies alone.
Every post feels like another scar,
Everyone shining, she’s where they aren’t.
But she hides her pain behind cheap perfume,

Pretends the silence doesn’t fill the room.
Her worth feels like a fading sound,
In a life that never turned around.

(Chorus)

Trapped inside these walls,
Where the echoes never die at all.
Every day bleeds into the same gray view,
She’s fighting ghosts that the light can’t get through.
They say time heals, but what if it lies?
What if the pain just learns to disguise?
She whispers hope into the empty air,
But no one answers, no one’s there.

(Verse 3 —)

She met someone once — kind eyes, quiet tone,
But every smile felt like stepping on unknown stone.
She’s afraid of love, afraid of the fall,
Afraid that history’s waiting behind each wall.
She builds her boundaries with trembling hands,
Every gesture feels like sinking sand.
How can you trust when you’ve drowned before?
When forever sounds like a closing door?

He says he understands, but she doesn’t believe,
Because promises sound like ghosts that deceive.
She wants to feel, but fear won’t let go,
So she stays halfway between yes and no.
She whispers “maybe someday” into her scars,
But someday feels galaxies apart.

(Bridge)

But deep inside, a fire still burns,
A quiet voice that whispers, “It’s your turn.”
To rise from the dust, to start again,
To rebuild from the cracks, not the pain.
Maybe one day her son will see,
That strength was her silent legacy.
That love didn’t die — it just changed its face,
And she wore it like armor, full of grace.

(Chorus —)

Trapped inside these walls,
Where the echoes never die at all.
Every day bleeds into the same gray view,
She’s fighting ghosts that the light can’t get through.
They say time heals, but what if it lies?
What if the pain just learns to disguise?
She whispers hope into the empty air,
But no one answers, no one’s there.

(Outro — Spoken)

She smiles in the dark,
Not because it’s better,
But because she finally learned —
Even alone, she matters.

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