Intro – Piano and Echoes, Spoken with Emotion
Emanvee, Emanvee
Emanvee eeeee eeh
Emanvee
This ain’t just a song…
It’s everything Emanvee survived… alone.
Verse 1
I gave without asking, stayed when I should’ve gone,
Believed in people who wore masks too long.
They said loyalty but meant convenience,
Spoke love but moved with distance.
I saw brothers turn into ghosts,
Left me bleeding where I loved the most.
The same ones I fed when my plate was thin,
Forgot my name once the lights dimmed in.
Pre-Chorus
I held hands that let go mid-fall,
Heard “I’m with you” turn into “don’t call.”
Tears don’t need an audience to drip,
I broke in rooms where silence screamed quick.
Chorus
These are the things I survived alone —
Fake friends, sweet lies, love turned to stone.
No one checked if I made it through,
But I kept walking, even without a clue.
I stitched myself where the pain had grown,
Buried my cries beneath my tone.
No spotlight, no applause shown…
Just me, and the things I survived alone.
Verse 2
I watched love fade like morning mist,
From someone I thought I’d grow old with.
She said I was kind, but not her flame,
Then blamed me for playing the game.
I gave my best, stepped down to lift,
Built a future she would later dismiss.
And when she left, she took my calm,
Left me writing verses just to stay strong.
Pre-Chorus
I trusted faces that wore my smile,
Shared secrets that they filed for trial.
I gave more chances than I gave rest,
And still got betrayal dressed in jest.
Chorus
These are the things I survived alone —
The weight of love that turned to stone.
Betrayal from the ones I’d die for,
Doors I knocked but got no floor.
I lit candles when they brought rain,
Still danced while tied to pain.
No rescue, no savior zone…
Just Emanvee, and the things I survived alone.
Bridge – Minimal Beat, Vocal-Led
They say “move on” like I didn’t crawl,
Like I didn’t scream behind my wall.
But I’m not bitter — I’m just deep,
Built from nights I couldn’t sleep.
And every scar that’s stitched my name,
Reminds me I ain’t built the same.
I ain’t healed, but I’m awake,
Still breathing with a soul they tried to break.
Final Chorus – Uplifted Melody
These are the things I survived alone —
No map, no guide, no borrowed phone.
Just my voice, my pace, my fear,
And a mirror that stayed year to year.
I came through storms with skin not smooth,
But every crack is living proof.
No throne, no crown, no tone —
Just me, myself… and the things I survived alone.
Outro – Spoken Fade Out
Emanvee… this ain’t pain, it’s proof.
And I’m still here — scarred, silent, and stronger.