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Mud on My Sleeves
Mud on My Sleeves is a Suno song by Alex Merced blending anti-folk, published September 21, 2026. Hear it and view its verified details.
- Artist
- Alex Merced
- Type
- Suno generation
- Runtime
- 3:26
- Published
- Style
- anti-folk · folk-pop
- Suno model
- v6
- Streaming albums
- Songs For Your Enjoyment Vol. 1 (Suno ↗)
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How this recording was made
Created by Alex Merced with Suno; style tags, runtime, artwork, model version and lyrics are sourced from the public Suno recording metadata.
The musical arrangement and performance were generated with Suno from Alex’s creative direction. The title, published source, model label, style tags, artwork and text shown here come from the public recording metadata.
Read the published lyrics
[Verse 1] I miss the train, I miss the point I break the good things I was meant to join Leave muddy shoes by somebody's bed Say the wrong thing, then say it again I lose receipts, I lose my nerve Take the long way past the place I should've turned But if you call, I will come through With both hands full of what I can do [Pre-Chorus] I know I am a crooked little compass Spinning when the room gets wide But I am trying not to vanish Every time I fail outside [Chorus] Let me in, I am learning I have mud on my sleeves I can carry the folding chairs I can stay till you leave I will bruise the edges I will stumble, I swear But I care about this strange, bright world Please let me be there [Verse 2] I forget names, I forget dates Show up early, then I make you wait Burn the toast and blame the pan Make a promise bigger than my hands Still I notice when your shoulders drop Still I bring soup when the fever will not stop I cannot fix what hurts in you But I can sit and see it through [Pre-Chorus] I know I am a half-built shelter Leaking when the weather turns But I leave the door unlatched now There is room for what I learn [Chorus] Let me in, I am learning I have mud on my sleeves I can carry the folding chairs I can stay till you leave I will bruise the edges I will stumble, I swear But I care about this strange, bright world Please let me be there [Bridge] If I knock the glass over I will sweep the floor If I lose my way home I will ask once more No, I am not polished No, I am not fair But give me a corner of the table I will tend it with care [Final Chorus] Let me in, I am learning I have mud on my sleeves I can carry the folding chairs I can stay till you leave I will bruise the edges I will stumble, I swear But I care about this strange, bright world Please let me be there [Outro] I may get it wrong tomorrow I may need another chair If there is a little room beside you Please let me be there
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