[Verse] I wake beneath a manufactured sky A thousand little cameras in my eyes They tell me who to hate and what to need Then sell me back the air I need to breathe I count the cracks beneath the painted gold I feel the gears beneath the skin I hold And every time I try to break away I hear my own voice telling me to stay [Pre-Chorus] Is this my mind or something I was taught? Am I the prisoner or the lock? If every road returns me to this place Then whose reflection wears my face? [Chorus] I WON'T BEND! I WON'T BREAK! I'M NOT THE SHAPE OF THE CAGE YOU MAKE! Pull the wires from my veins Let me feel the honest pain I'M STILL HERE! I'M STILL AWAKE! EVEN IF THE WHOLE WORLD SHAKES! If freedom is a lie we tell I'll tear the truth out of this hell! [Post-Chorus] Cut the signal, kill the light I am more than what you write Break the pattern, break the frame I am not the shape of the cage [Breakdown] WHO BUILT THE WALL? WHO GAVE IT MY NAME? WHO TAUGHT ME TO LOVE THE WEIGHT OF THE CHAINS? [Build-up] If I burn the map Will the borders disappear? If I silence every voice Will I finally hear? [Hook] BREAK THE FRAME! BREAK THE FRAME! I AM NOT YOUR PERFECT MACHINE! BREAK THE FRAME! BREAK THE FRAME! LET ME SEE WHAT'S UNDERNEATH! [Verse] They build a thousand doors without a key And call the endless hallway liberty They feed us little wars to keep us small Then ask us why we never stand up tall But I have worn their language like a scar Mistook the prison bars for shooting stars And now the worst of what I have to face Is how much of their world I helped create [Pre-Chorus] If I destroy the walls around my mind What part of me survives the other side? And if the cage was built from what I fear Why does it feel like home in here? [Chorus] I WON'T BEND! I WON'T BREAK! I'M NOT THE SHAPE OF THE CAGE YOU MAKE! Pull the wires from my veins Let me feel the honest pain I'M STILL HERE! I'M STILL AWAKE! EVEN IF THE WHOLE WORLD SHAKES! If freedom is a lie we tell I'll tear the truth out of this hell! [Post-Chorus] Cut the signal, kill the light I am more than what you write Break the pattern, break the frame I AM NOT THE SHAPE OF THE CAGE! [Outro] And when the walls have turned to dust Will there be anything left of us? I hear a heartbeat through the haze But I still feel the shape of the cage
