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Stop Curating My Heart
(Verse 1)
Got a notification, right into my day
A little time capsule I had locked away
That faded haircut, a smile I don't wear
Yeah, that was my city, but I don't live there
You hit refresh on a part of my head
Some archives are better left unread, I said
(Pre-Chorus)
You're digging through the files of a former me
Some kind of self-appointed memory referee
You think you're helping, but you just rewind
The carefully edited pieces of my mind
(Chorus)
Oh, stop curating my heart with pictures of my past
That version of my story was never meant to last
I'm not an exhibition, I am not your art
So get your fingerprints off, stop curating my heart
Yeah, stop curating my heart
(Verse 2)
You see a history, I see a fight
The caption from a different, half-forgotten life
I fought a war just to tear that chapter out
You hand it back like you don't know what that's about
I’m building someone new out of nerve and glue
And my blueprint has got no space for you
(Pre-Chorus)
You're picking through the code of a former me
Some kind of self-appointed memory referee
You think it’s harmless, but you just rewind
The carefully edited pieces of my mind
(Chorus)
Oh, stop curating my heart with pictures of my past
That version of my story was never meant to last
I'm not an exhibition, I am not your art
So get your fingerprints off, stop curating my heart
Yeah, stop curating my heart
(Bridge)
I held the funeral for the girl I used to be
Burned all the letters, set the awkward moments free
This present tense is all that I consent to be
So don't you dare go digging in that cemetery
Don't you dare go digging in me
(Chorus)
Stop curating my heart with pictures of my past
That version of my story was never meant to last
I'm not an exhibition, I am not your art
So get your fingerprints off, stop curating my heart
(Outro)
Yeah, stop curating my heart
(Get your fingerprints off)
Just stop... curating my heart
(My story's mine to restart)
Delete the file, you hear me?
My heart... yeah, stop.
(Fade with bassline and vocal chop)
About The Song
This song was born from a news story about a social media feature that resurfaced old user posts without consent. The emotional core isn't about the technology itself, but the violation of having a past you've outgrown forced back into your present. 'Stop Curating My Heart' transforms this digital intrusion into a powerful metaphor for a person—an ex, a toxic friend, or even society—who refuses to let you move on. They become a 'curator' of your worst moments. Instead of a mournful ballad, the song takes inspiration from the confident, defiant energy of artists like Sabrina Carpenter. The upbeat electro-pop and disco-funk arrangement frames the narrator's response not as victimhood, but as a vibrant, danceable declaration of agency and self-ownership. It's a song for anyone who has ever had to say, 'I'm not who I was, and you don't get to remind me.' It's an anthem for taking back control of your own narrative.
Production Notes
Vocals: The lead vocal should be confident, forward, and sassy, recorded with a condenser mic like a Neumann U 87 for clarity and presence. The delivery in the verses is conversational but rhythmic, snapping into a tighter, more powerful belt for the chorus. Heavy use of layered backing vocals and harmonies in the chorus to give it a big, anthemic feel. The ad-libs in the outro should be playful and slightly provocative, with a 'talk-back' quality.
Instrumentation: The track is driven by a prominent, live-played disco bassline that is both melodic and rhythmic, serving as a primary hook. Compliment this with a clean, choppy electric guitar riff (Ã la Nile Rodgers), panned slightly to one side. A classic four-on-the-floor drum machine provides the core beat, but layered with live-sounding hi-hats and a tambourine in the pre-chorus and chorus to inject organic energy. Bright, shimmery synth pads should provide the harmonic bed, sidechained to the kick drum to create a pulsing effect.
Mix/Arrangement: The arrangement must build dynamically. Start verses more sparsely (bass, simple drums, lead vocal) and introduce the funky guitar and tambourine in the pre-chorus to build tension. The chorus should be explosive and full. Apply a subtle filter sweep automation to the synth pads in the pre-chorus to heighten the sense of arrival for the chorus. The vocals and bassline are the undeniable stars of the mix; everything else should support them without cluttering the space. The outro should deconstruct the track, fading out on the isolated bassline and a chopped-up vocal phrase to create a memorable ending.
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