[Verse 1] They show up loaded with metaphors, Marchin’ like truth was a chore. Shouting down silence like noise is a win, But can’t shoot their way through original sin. [Pre-Chorus] Oh, you brought fire? I brought a mirror. One reflects pain, The other shows fear. [Chorus] Not enough big guns to kill the doubt, Not enough bark to drown it out. You storm the gates in bulletproof pride, But some wars live on the inside. [Verse 2] You got tactics, but not a cause, An army of echoes and personal flaws. Rhetoric’s rich, but the ammo is cheap, And no one remembers the wolves who just bleat. [Pre-Chorus] You pose in the smoke, Like you planned this mess, But you’re stuck in a loop Wearing courage like a vest. [Chorus] Not enough big guns to shake the sky, Not enough grit to ask why. You built a whole fortress out of thin air— But I saw your hands. They were never there. [Bridge] You aim at the world like it’s all in your scope, But the real fight’s found in the barrel of hope. And that’s one thing you never did load— Just rage, and a playlist, and a half-burned code. [Final Chorus] Not enough big guns to write your name, Not enough fire to burn the shame. So you dance with destruction and call it fun— But deep down you know: You were never the gun.
