[Verse 1] Where is the loyalty? Where is the truth behind the face? Where is the calm when life gets loud and people fold under the weight? I walk in calm, but the truth hits harder than your chaos ever could. [Pre-Chorus] Calm walks louder, truth hits harder. Seeds always grow, karma is the gardener. [Chorus] I don’t raise my voice, I raise the truth. I don’t need your loyalty, I just needed you to show your truth. Calm walks louder, I don’t chase proof. When the mask falls off, you’re your own noose. [Verse 2] Funny how power gets twisted when the fuse runs hot, a real one doesn’t break over belongings or a spot. You leaned on someone loyal, stacked your weight on their spine, then ghosted out in silence like you’re somehow doing fine. You act tough for the crowd, but it don’t fill the void, all that noise you’re throwing’s just the fear you can’t avoid. You want love, want touch, want a soul that won’t let go, but you dress it up in chaos like that’s strength you need to show. [Pre-Chorus] Calm walks louder, truth hits harder. Seeds always grow, karma is the gardener. [Chorus] You can hit me with your venom, treat me like I’m nothing new, every move you’re making just exposes cracks in you. I don’t need your broken promise, I don’t need your borrowed proof, I just stand inside my silence while you riot from the roof. Calm walks louder, I don’t chase proof. When the mask falls off, you’re your own noose. [Instrumental Turnaround] Calm walks louder, truth hits harder. Seeds always grow, karma is the gardener. [Bridge] A fire in my chest, a pulse in my veins. I turn every broken moment into diamonds from the strain. Industrial bass in the shadows of my tone, flamenco fire in the rhythm of my bones. I’m the quiet in the madness, you’re the noise that’s overblown. [Final Chorus] Seeds planted always grow, that’s a law you can’t outrun. I walk steady in my purpose, you perform to feel you’re done. Where’s the truth you say you guard when the crowd has gone back home? I just stand here with my honesty and flaws I call my own. Calm walks louder, truth hits harder. Seeds always grow, karma is the gardener. [Outro] Calm walks louder. Truth hits harder. Seeds always grow, karma is the gardener.
