Lyrics By: J G. Argo ©2026 [Intro – Spoken Word, Cinematic] (Low, calm, journal-like voice, slight reverb) "I had a dream… about a voice I used to follow, someone I once trusted. They fell… and the world noticed. But this isn’t about them. It’s about me. About the part of me that finally saw clearly. The part that said: ‘I don’t need this authority. I don’t need to fear it. I don’t need to carry its weight anymore.’ This song is the journey of walking that lie back to its place. Not with anger… not with judgment… but with my own truth, finally intact. This is the story of reclaiming what’s mine." (Beat starts softly underneath, atmospheric tension building into Verse 1) [Verse 1] I saw your face on the evening screen Handcuffs shining where the halo used to be Funny how my chest felt calm that night Like something ancient finally lost its right You used to speak, and I stood in line Swallowed your answers like borrowed wine But the walls cracked, and the lights came on Turns out the shepherd was already gone [Pre-Chorus] I didn’t cheer, I didn’t pray I just felt the weight slide away [Chorus] I’m not your judge, I’m not your jail I just walk the lie back to its cell No stones in my hands, no fire in my eyes Just closing the door on a borrowed god I’m not here for revenge or hate I just escort the lie to its rightful place [Verse 2] An old friend walking side by side Same road once, now split inside Didn’t need words, we both could see That voice don’t get custody of me I keep my truth in black ink lines Every scar, every warning sign You don’t erase what you put me through I just don’t let it run me too [Pre-Chorus] No altar left, no debt to pay Just my name in my own handwriting [Chorus] I’m not your judge, I’m not your jail I just walk the lie back to its cell No chains of faith, no threat of fire Just truth standing calm and tired I don’t need heaven, I don’t need grace I escort the lie to its rightful place [Bridge – Half-Time, Low & Heavy] Read the record Every line Every time I knew you lied I crossed the street No angels came Just me trusting my own name You don’t get free Inside my head You don’t get worship You get contained [Final Chorus – Full Power, Chant-Ready] I’m not your judge, I’m not your jail I just make sure you don’t prevail No fear of hell, no borrowed throne I stand here whole, I stand alone You had your reign, you had your say Now I escort the lie away [Outro – Quiet, Resolute] Not angry Not afraid Just finished [Cell door closes]
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