INTRO Running in circles, walls closing in, The harder I move, the less I win. [Male Scream] Let me breathe! VERSE Living in a loop I can’t escape, Every step forward feels like fate— [Male Scream] Break these chains! Standing at the crossroads made of fear, Every option whispers “fall from here”— And the safest path still disappears. PRE-CHORUS I’m slipping under— caught in the teeth of the world again. I’m holding on to anything that says I won’t give in— CHORUS Feels like every choice was built to shake me, Feels like every road was carved to take me— DOWN! Burying deep ‘til I can’t climb out. Every step is the edge again, Losing myself just to fit their skin— Tell me how this ends! VERSE Grinding through fire, teeth grit, fists tight, Shadowed reflections in the dead of night. I’m breaking! Every move a gamble, wrong feels right, Voices screaming “stay” and “take flight.” Cracks in the ceiling, weight on my chest, Breathe in the smoke, exhale the rest. Keep pushing! Every street a trap, every turn a test, The harder I push, the less I progress. Hands bleed on the bars of a cage unseen, Living on the edge of what might have been. No way out! Thoughts spinning circles, chasing a dream, Every door I open bleeds the same machine. Can’t stop! Won’t stop! Every step is a line, every choice a drop. Fighting through the crush, the push, the pull, I won’t fall! In a world that’s rigged to make me dull. BRIDGE Falling—falling—cracks in the ground! Breaking—breaking—walls all around! Drag me down! Twist, turn, break, bend— When will it end?! Step by step, crushed by the grind, Nothing to trust, nothing to find. PRE-CHORUS I’m slipping under— caught in the teeth of the world again. I’m holding on to anything that says I won’t give in— CHORUS Feels like every choice was built to shake me, Feels like every road was carved to take me— DOWN! Burying deep ‘til I can’t climb out. Every step is the edge again, Losing myself just to fit their skin— Tell me how this ends! Verse] I gave everything I had just to stay alive, but the world keeps pulling at the edges of my mind. If there’s a way out, I still can’t see it clear— just echoes of the choices that brought me here. So if tomorrow comes and I’m still standing through, I’ll whisper to the shadows: I still made it through. And even if the weight tries to swallow me whole— I’ll walk that broken line with whatever’s left of my soul.
