I came in like a storm without a name Broken glass and static burning in my veins No map, no compass, just a shaking hand Trying to build a city out of sand But I learned how to hold the line Learned how to make the wreckage mine I take the chaos, I tear it apart Lay down the bones and I build from the dark I give it edges, I give it weight Turn every broken piece into something great Make it solid, make it real Something you can touch, something you can feel From the rubble of everything I've known I raise the walls — I make it home Every crack becomes a blueprint now Every scar becomes a reason somehow I took the noise and made it sing in key Turned all the wreckage into me I learned how to hold the line Learned how to make the wreckage mine I take the chaos, I tear it apart Lay down the bones and I build from the dark I give it edges, I give it weight Turn every broken piece into something great Make it solid, make it real Something you can touch, something you can feel From the rubble of everything I've known I raise the walls — I make it home They said I'd fall apart Said I'd never last Watch me chisel through the dark Watch me outlast the blast This isn't survival This is architecture of the soul I don't just walk through the fire I come out whole I take the chaos, I tear it apart Lay down the bones and I build from the dark I give it edges, I give it weight Turn every broken piece into something great Make it solid, make it real Something you can touch, something you can feel From the rubble of everything I've known I raise the walls — I make it home From nothing — to something From chaos — to form I was the wreckage Now I am the storm
