[Intro] Sparse bell toll, swollen pad, heartbeat snare under glass. [Verse 1] Eight mattresses, a tower of soft deceit, Feathered lies hide the truth beneath. A single pea presses truth into bone, Comfort is measured where vanity has grown. [Chorus] Peel the velvet, tear the seam, reveal the vein of truth, Princess of silken poisoning, hammered by the proof. Scream the fabric off the crown, let the palace taste remorse, Pea in midnight's palm — the court learns its course. [Verse 2] Silk steps whisper on a floor of stone, Courtiers murmur like a hive of bone. She sleeps with one small rebellion under skin, A pebble’s justice pressed beneath the din. [Bridge] Under mattress shadows the small revolt grows loud, One pebble becomes the crack that splinters proud. [Chorus] Peel the velvet, tear the seam, reveal the vein of truth, Princess of silken poisoning, hammered by the proof. [Final] The pea remembers the pressure; the palace forgets the pain.