[Intro - pulsing feedback, heartbeat drum hits] Yeah... You can take my comfort — but not my breath. [Verse 1 - tense and rhythmic] Been told to smile, been told to stay, To bite my tongue and fade away. But silence cuts like rusted wire, And peace don’t come from killin’ fire. You say it’s better safe than sound, But I’m done livin’ underground. I’d rather scream and break the mold, Than die young feelin’ old. [Pre-Chorus - tempo rises, guitars swell] You can’t cage what’s already scarred, You can’t own a heart that’s hard. [Chorus - huge guitars, vocals soaring] I’D RATHER BLEED THAN LIVE HALF-DEAD, I’D RATHER FIGHT THAN BE LED! IF I CAN’T SPEAK, THEN WHAT’S THE POINT? IF I CAN’T FEEL, THEN I’M JUST NOISE! I’LL FIND MY TRUTH IN THE SOUND OF MY OWN BLOOD! [Verse 2 - heavy riff, confident snarl] I see fear dressed up as grace, Plastic smiles on a paper face. They call it peace — I call it chains, It’s just control with a different name. You want comfort, I want real, You numb the pain I wanna feel. You call it madness, I call it life, You call it reckless — I call it right. [Pre-Chorus - growling tone, tension building] You can’t own what won’t obey, You can’t kill what burns this way. [Chorus - full power, layered harmonies] I’D RATHER BLEED THAN LIVE HALF-DEAD, I’D RATHER FIGHT THAN BE LED! IF I CAN’T SPEAK, THEN WHAT’S THE POINT? IF I CAN’T FEEL, THEN I’M JUST NOISE! I’LL FIND MY TRUTH IN THE SOUND OF MY OWN BLOOD! [Bridge - soft piano under whispered vocals] They say “freedom’s earned,” I say “it’s born.” They say “calm down,” I say “war.” You can take my stage, take my name, But you’ll never take my flame. [Instrumental Breakdown - double-time drum groove, dirty guitar riff] [Final Chorus - explosive, emotional, cinematic strings layered in] I’D RATHER BLEED THAN LIVE HALF-DEAD, I’D RATHER FIGHT THAN BE LED! IF I CAN’T SPEAK, THEN WHAT’S THE POINT? IF I CAN’T FEEL, THEN I’M JUST NOISE! I’LL FIND MY TRUTH IN THE SOUND OF MY OWN BLOOD! THE SOUND OF MY OWN BLOOD! [Outro - guitar sustain fades into heartbeat sample] Yeah... At least it’s mine.
