[Intro – dark distorted bass, tense guitar pulse, pounding drums] [Verse 1 – low snarling female punk vocal] You always liked the leverage, something hanging overhead, Every conversation ended with a consequence instead. Walk away? You'll lose this. Speak your mind? You'll lose that. Keep pushing, see what happens. Same old fucking trap. So I learned to keep it measured, learned exactly when to bend, Learned how much of me you'd tolerate before you'd make it end. Funny thing about a threat you have to use to make me stay— One day I might decide I'm fucking fine with walking away. [Pre-Chorus – building tension] Go ahead. Say it again. Tell me everything I'll lose. You've spent so long holding the knife— [Shout-sung] YOU NEVER THOUGHT I'D FUCKING CHOOSE! [Chorus – massive heavy punk vocal] WHAT ARE YOU GONNA TAKE?! THERE'S NOTHING LEFT TO THREATEN! WHAT ARE YOU GONNA BREAK?! I ALREADY LEARNED THE LESSON! TAKE THE TITLE! TAKE THE PLACE! TAKE YOUR FUCKING GUARANTEE! YOU ONLY HAD CONTROL WHILE I WAS SCARED YOU'D FUCKING LEAVE! [Fast dark punk riff] [Verse 2 – rapid aggressive shout-rap] Now you're changing up the language, calling threats a consequence, Calling pressure expectations, calling fear just common sense. “If you cared, you'd reconsider.” “If you're smart, you'll fall in line.” “If you leave, don't come back crying.” “If you cross this, you're not mine.” There it is. That little sentence you've been saving for the end. The one that's meant to shut me down and make me fucking bend. But something isn't landing. Something isn't working right. You're still waiting for the panic— [Harsh shout] I'M STILL LOOKING YOU DEAD IN THE EYES! [Chorus – heavier] WHAT ARE YOU GONNA TAKE?! THERE'S NOTHING LEFT TO THREATEN! WHAT ARE YOU GONNA BREAK?! YOU MADE ME STOP PROTECTING IT! TAKE THE COMFORT! TAKE THE NAME! TAKE YOUR PLACE INSIDE MY HEAD! YOU CAN'T HOLD A FUCKING HOSTAGE THAT I'M WILLING TO LET GO! [Instrumental Break – abrasive guitars, driving bass, pounding drums] [Bridge – heavy half-time, raspy melodic vocal] I thought losing everything would leave me with nothing. Turns out nothing travels light. No chain around my ankle. No reason left to bargain. No fucking need to make this right. You built your power out of everything I couldn't bear to lose. Then taught me, piece by fucking piece, that I could live without it too. [Drums accelerate] [Extended Shout-Rap – fast, increasingly vicious] SO TAKE THE ROOM! TAKE THE KEY! TAKE THE VERSION YOU INVENTED OF ME! TAKE THE PROMISE! TAKE THE PLAN! TAKE YOUR FUCKING UPPER HAND! TAKE THE SAFETY! TAKE THE PRAISE! TAKE THE YEARS I TRIED TO SAVE! TAKE EVERY LITTLE FUCKING THING YOU THOUGHT WOULD MAKE ME BEHAVE! YOU SAID I'D LOSE MY PLACE! FINE! YOU SAID I'D LOSE YOUR TRUST! FINE! YOU SAID I'D REGRET IT! FINE! YOU SAID I'D COME CRAWLING BACK! [Growled shout] KEEP FUCKING WAITING! I'M DONE NEGOTIATING WITH A GUN THAT ISN'T LOADED! DONE MISTAKING YOUR CONDITIONS FOR A DEBT THAT I WAS OWING! EVERY TIME YOU MADE ME CHOOSE YOU THOUGHT THE ANSWER WOULD BE YOU— [Harsh scream] NOW THERE'S NOTHING LEFT TO THREATEN! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU GONNA DO?! [Breakdown – crushing half-time punk riff] Take it. All of it. See what happens when I don't fucking flinch. [Final Chorus – explosive scream-sung vocal] WHAT ARE YOU GONNA TAKE?! THERE'S NOTHING LEFT TO THREATEN! WHAT ARE YOU GONNA BREAK?! I'M DONE ASKING YOUR PERMISSION! BURN THE BRIDGE! LOCK THE DOOR! CROSS MY FUCKING NAME OUT CLEAN! YOU CAN TAKE EVERYTHING YOU PROMISED— [Growled shout] YOU CAN'T FUCKING TAKE ME! [Final rapid riff] [Final shout] NOTHING LEFT! NOTHING LEFT! NOTHING LEFT TO THREATEN! [Immediate cut]
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