Tetsuran

I broke a mirror just to watch it scatter, Like truth can only speak in splintered chatter. The cracks don’t heal, they learn to spread their teeth, They fatten up on every shaky breath I breathe. The glass won’t judge, it only takes the fall, A quiet choir when the brittle pieces call. Sharp edges autograph my shaking skin, Like I’m trying to let the real me out from in. I swear I saw my face blink out of place, Like someone else was wearing it for lace. And every shard holds a different set of eyes— All of them mine, all of them telling lies. [Pre-Chorus] I know the rules, I know the game, Still I waltz with the sirens in the rain. I taste the fire before the flame— And call it love when it spells my name. [Chorus] Violence ain’t a solution but I like it, The chaos hums like a hive and I invite it. I hold the match, I strike the spark, Chewing daylight down to make it dark. I don’t feel clean, I feel electric, Like lightning learned to speak my dialect. I hear the snap, I feel the click— And something in me smiles at it. [Verse 2] A scream in the alley where the shadows grin, Streetlight halos don’t let angels in. Fists talk louder than the state I’m in, Like my veins want out, like my bones want sin. My hands don’t listen to the words I preach, They lunge for relief where reason can’t reach. Knuckles bloom red like rotten roses, A sermon of bruises the body composes. And everybody’s mouth turns into a threat, Every laugh sounds like a loaded bet. I catch my name in a stranger’s stare— Like they’re holding it hostage in the air. I try to breathe but the air feels staged, Like I’m trapped in a room that’s locked with rage. And my thoughts run laps in a barbed-wire track, Dragging me forward, yanking me back. [Pre-Chorus] I try to stop but I can’t stay still, A heavy heart’s got a heavier will. My conscience begs, my pulse says “kill”— Not them, not you—just quiet. Just nil. [Chorus] Violence ain’t a solution but I like it, The storm inside— I won’t deny it. I light the fuse, I let it blow, A wildfire’s all I seem to know. I don’t feel safe, I feel ascended, Like every warning light got disconnected. I hear the snap, I feel the click— And something in me worships it. [Post-Chorus] Hush— don’t blink— don’t move— don’t breathe, The room’s got teeth and it wants to feed. They all look wrong, they all look fake, Like mannequins waiting for me to break. [Verse 3] (the break widens here— paranoia/derealization/voices) The walls lean in like they’re listening close, Like they’ve got my secrets in their throat. The ceiling spins like a planet cracking, I feel my name start glitching, stuttering, snapping. There’s a radio in my ribcage buzzing, A low-lit chant that won’t stop humming. It says, “Do it,” then, “Don’t you dare,” Then laughs like it’s living in my air. I see patterns where there shouldn’t be— A constellation made of enemy. Every sign is a private warning, Every sunrise feels like a knife still forming. And my reflection— when I catch it— flinches, Like it knows what I am when nobody’s looking. I’m not possessed, I’m just divided, Half me begging, half me guided. [Pre-Chorus] I know the rules, I know the script, Still I kiss the blade of my own impulse. I try to pray, my hands just twitch— Like mercy’s a language I can’t admit. [Chorus] Violence ain’t a solution but I like it, The chaos hums and I electrify it. I hold the match, I strike the spark, Turning “don’t” into “do” in the dark. I don’t feel wrong, I feel selected, Like pain’s the only thing that’s honest. I hear the snap, I feel the click— And something in me sings with it. [Bridge] (moment of horrifying clarity) Wait— I can hear my mother’s voice in the fan, And my friends’ old texts in the drain. My heartbeat counts like a courtroom gavel, And my thoughts derail like a runaway gravel. I’m not a monster— I’m a mess in a mask, A man-shaped bruise trying not to relapse. I wanted quiet. I wanted peace. But my brain keeps bartering calm for teeth. If I could unzip this frantic skin, I’d step out slow and apologize to my sins. But the switch got stuck, the fuse won’t quit— And I’m terrified of what I’ll do with it. [Final Chorus] (bigger, more desperate) Violence ain’t a solution but I like it, The chaos hums— I can’t untie it. I hold the match, I strike the spark, Burning daylight out to make it dark. I don’t feel strong— I feel infected, Like every soft thing got rejected. I hear the snap, I feel the click— And something in me cries with it. [Outro] I broke a mirror just to see what’s true, But every shard just looks like you— And you— And you— And you… And none of you are me.