INTRO (Spoken) To all of you who trusted your hearts once to life… (…) who lived through aches — no one’s fault, just how life hits sometimes. You started protecting it. Naturally. (breath) Fight or flight. Self-cannibalistic. Here we go. VERSE 1 Here we go— Listen kid, lean in, this ain’t no skit. Gladiator stance, world tight in my grip. Picked up the sword with no said word, Ready to murd— murd-erratic swings from a mind disturbed. (tch) Undisciplined pulse, instinct encoded, Everything-phobic, heart over-loaded. (hm) You’re David, life’s Goliath, but the fight’s abstract, Only a matter of time till you get lied at— Frontline pressure got your spirit hijacked, Till you swing one stone and your whole life snaps back. (snap) CHORUS I ain’t fully equipped for the chaos I meet, So I retreat — God save the king (king), let me breathe. Take a beat till I’m ready for the world on repeat, Safe place, guard my heart, don’t let it face heat. My lovely castle I built just to feel complete… Turns out the throne’s just a cage with a heartbeat. (beat…) VERSE 2 (Getting Comfortable) The quiet felt holy when I settled inside, Called the darkness a blessing, called the stillness a guide. Turned routine into refuge, turned the cage into peace, Never noticed the comfort was a form of defeat. Got accustomed to pressure till the calm felt real, Wore the silence like armor just to not reveal. Every limit felt normal, every fear felt right— The slow domestication of a heart built for fight. (…) BRIDGE Staring out the window, life on 2 ex, I’m frozen in this castle, forgot my 2 cents. (gone) VERSE 3 (For How Long) Years drifting past while I stayed content, Didn’t notice my strength turning silent and bent. For how long can a king stay stuck in retreat? (how long…) How long can a heart play dead to its beat? The quiet goes rotten, the calm turns bleak, Anger wakes slow but it cuts so deep. A pulse in the dark that refuses defeat— A lion remembering it still has teeth. (teeth…) BREAKDOWN (Eruption) Heart starts pounding like it’s done being meek, Bars start bending with every heartbeat. Pressure in my chest going concrete to quake, Metal starts whining like it’s ready to break. One more hit, all the walls vibrate, Pieces of me pushing through each gate. (push) Pain in my ribs but the truth’s too great— I’d rather bleed than stay locked in fate. CAGE SHATTER BOOM — (echo: boom) Heart explodes through the steel it feared, Rust in the air, every doubt disappeared. The crown hits stone, the fog clears near— A king reborn from the pain he steered. OUTRO Air in my lungs feels sacred, prime… (breath) I step through the wreckage, whisper: “’Bout god damn time.”
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