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Borrowed Weight (die a copy)

[Female] You don't have a soul... You are the soul. You just wear the meat. [Male] Mileage checked... Driver awake... This ride was never yours. [Verse 1] You flex that flesh like a million-dollar throne, Guard every inch of that rented bone. Pray to the six-pack, kneel to the scale, Trade your whole spirit for a filtered fairytale. Step in the gym like it's sacred ground, Aura gets quiet, ego gets loud. This just a body shop, oil change, brakes, Why you celebrate temporary paint? You don't cry tires when they fade and go, So why die for a fit in designer clothes? "My body's a temple!" scream that shit, Soul in the basement, you abandoned it. Macro... micro... every damn gram, Still can't remember who the hell I am. DNA scripture, flesh parade, Everybody different but we cloned the same. Shine the frame, ignore the fire, Driver kept yelling while you praised the tire. "Discipline is holy" that's the lie they feed, Perfect little prison where the ghost can't breathe. Congratulations, your shell so clean, Driver disappeared somewhere in between. [Verse 2] Posting fake mercy while the planet bleeds, Everything performance, everybody sees. Binary confessions for the algorithm's eye, Spirit getting buried while the pixels multiply. Cry for the chicken, starve your pride, Virtue for the camera, hunger locked inside. Morals keep shifting like a brand-new fit, Whatever gets the claps, that's the hit. Animal panic in a luxury skin, Too scared of the years so you trade within. Botox, collagen, serum, cream, Still can't stitch a dying dream. Designer faces, designer grace, Running from a clock you never gonna erase. Pretty little meat suit fresh off the line, Driver still waiting, stuck behind. [Pre-Chorus] Ninety-six percent animal, Dressed up like a king, Still throwin' punches Over shiny little things. You built the cage, Called it self-care, BREAK THE GLASS! THE DRIVER'S STILL THERE! TEAR IT DOWN! You are not the body that you decorate! You're just the motherfucker Steering borrowed weight! WAKE UP! They sold your flesh like it never dies! Meanwhile the soul keeps screaming... "GET ME THE FUCK OUT!" BURN THE SHRINE! You turned the carcass to a holy place! I'm the spark... Not the motherfuckin' frame. BREAK FREE! Birth was only logging in... Now I'm crashing every script They ever put me in. [Verse 3] Run another marathon, death don't blink once. Pop another supplement, death still hunts. Track every heartbeat, every tiny bite, Still can't buy a second when they cut the light. Seen chain smokers laughing at ninety-two, Seen perfect athletes vanish at twenty-two. Life don't bargain, time don't wait, Everybody speedin' to the very same gate. Collagen only paints prettier bones, Youth just a lease that you never owned. Mirror, mirror, who's that smoke? Just a ghost still choking on the joke. Every wrinkle just the mileage on the ride, Engine getting colder, driver still alive. Nothing in the shop can buy one second more When death at your door. [Bridge] (Female) They call it life then hand you debt. Sell you fear... Package regret. Buy this face... Fix those years... Every heartbeat... built on fear. [Male] Half your life workin' that shift. Half asleep till you're in the crypt. Build more bodies. Feed the machine. Call it freedom... Sell the dream. [Female] The body's borrowed... Don't forget. Every breath... A little debt. [Male] Your mother built the vehicle's frame... But she could never light the flame. She made the house... Not the ghost. You forgot the only thing that mattered most. Get out the car... Step through the dark. You were never the fucking spark... You ARE the spark. --- [Final Chorus]] [Female] TEAR IT DOWN! You are not the body that you decorate! I'M THE MOTHERFUCKER DRIVING BORROWED WEIGHT! WAKE UP! Nothing here was built to stay! Only the soul walks away. BURN THE SHRINE! Every mirror... every lie! The flesh will rot... the driver survives. [female] KEEP YOUR FILTERS! KEEP YOUR CROWN! I don't need that bullshit now. KEEP YOUR BEAUTY! KEEP YOUR FAME! Dust remembers every name. NO MORE MIRRORS! NO MORE CHAINS! THE DRIVER'S HOME! REMEMBER THE NAME! --- [Outro] Contract terminated... Mileage complete... The engine stops... The driver doesn't. You never were just the flesh. You never were just a name. You were only ever... The one behind the wheel. Born original... Don't die a copy×5