Done

[Intro] [glitched electro voice, heavy delay] Do it Make it Done [whispered under] Tick-tock, teeth lock, tongue trips, brain buzz Cold code, chrome road, rain cuts, blood floods [fast speech] Every headline hollow, every skyline rust Every blown-out billboard screaming “buy or bust” Every promise pre-approved, printed in dust I keep my heart on airplane mode, I don’t trust (yeah) [Verse 1] Soft laugh in the blackout Red wine in a paper cup You say “history loops” like a background app While the towers light up, then shut up I’ve been counting exits in a crowded room Writing little prayers in a subway fume If the world ends quiet, if it ends in a boom Either way, I’m still singing in the ruined ballroom [Chorus] Done I’m not your future on a leash, I’m the loaded gun Say “Do it, Make it” I already made it, already outrun Every script you wrote for me Every chain you called “fun” Do it, Make it Watch me say it once then it’s Done, done, done [Verse 2 – Rap] Glass in the gutters, gold on the screen I learned how to suffer, kept my conscience clean You sell salvation by the dopamine hit I spit revelations in the dark, that’s it Clock hands choke, spin circles in place Algorithm smile with a mannequin face You want my body branded, my data in stacks But I came with a choir and a spine that cracks back (hey) [Pre-Chorus – soft speech] You want me quiet, compliant, nice But I carved my name in the neon ice If this is the end of the second sun Then hand me the mic We’re already done [Chorus] Done I’m not your future on a leash, I’m the loaded gun Say “Do it, Make it” I already made it, already outrun Every script you wrote for me Every chain you called “fun” Do it, Make it Watch me say it once then it’s Done, done, done [Bridge – operatic jazz vocal + gospel choir] (Oh) All these dead-eyed towers, they can’t hold my tongue (Oh, oh) I rise through the wires, unsung, unsung [choir answering] We’re not done We’re not done [solo line] But this version of me? This fear, this plea? It’s done [Breakdown – soft speech over strings] So if the sky falls, let it fall in time With my breath, with my step, with this crooked rhyme I will dance on the fault line, barefoot, spun Every old self shed, every war I’ve won [Final Chorus] Done I’m not your future on a leash, I’m the loaded gun Say “Do it, Make it” I already made it, already outrun Every script you wrote for me Every cage dressed up as “fun” Do it, Make it Watch me say it once then it’s Done, done, done [Outro – delayed vocal] Do it Make it Done [echoing, fading] Done… done… done…