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Cut The Cord

V6-MINI

[INTRO] (deep distorted 808 drops like tectonic plates cracking, low-end rumble that shakes the floor) Cut the cord. Bleed the weight. I ain’t who they made. [VERSE 1] Buried under every “should” and every “need,” Carrying corpses of dreams I never claimed as me. Worries stacked like bricks in a collapsing spine, People I kept close just to keep the cage aligned. I set the fire to the list of everything I “cared,” Watched the smoke rise and realized I never shared The real me under the performance, under the mask, Just a ghost obeying scripts written in the past. Now the silence hits harder than any scream I choked, Empty hands, empty chest, but the pressure finally broke. [CHORUS] I cut it all — every chain, every name, every lie That told me who to be just to keep me quiet inside. No more weight, no more ghosts, no more soft disguise, Just the raw, ugly truth that I kept locked and denied. Earth-shaking bass in my veins, I don’t flinch, I don’t fold, I found the animal under the skin they tried to control. Cut the worries, cut the care, cut the version they sold — Now I’m standing in the wreckage of who I used to hold. [VERSE 2] Friends turned into mirrors that only showed the role, Love turned into debt I kept paying with my soul. Ambitions that weren’t mine, fears that weren’t earned, I carried every one of them until the whole thing burned. No mourning left. No apology for the ash. I don’t miss the version that kept biting its own tongue. The one who swallowed storms just to keep the peace long — That body’s in the ground and this one finally belongs. Feel the low end punch through the ribcage like a fist, Every dropped 808 reminding me I still exist Outside the script, outside the guilt, outside the frame — Just pulse, just rage, just the sound of my real name. [CHORUS] I cut it all — every chain, every name, every lie That told me who to be just to keep me quiet inside. No more weight, no more ghosts, no more soft disguise, Just the raw, ugly truth that I kept locked and denied. Earth-shaking bass in my veins, I don’t flinch, I don’t fold, I found the animal under the skin they tried to control. Cut the worries, cut the care, cut the version they sold — Now I’m standing in the wreckage of who I used to hold. [BRIDGE] (bass goes nuclear — slow, crushing half-time, distorted vocals almost spoken) Who the fuck was I protecting? Who the fuck was I performing for? All that care was just another cage door. All those worries were just someone else’s war. I let it rot. I let it fall. I let the silence answer the only question left: Who’s left when the noise is gone? [FINAL CHORUS / OUTRO] I cut it all — every chain, every name, every lie That told me who to be just to keep me quiet inside. No more weight, no more ghosts, no more soft disguise, Just the raw, ugly truth that I kept locked and denied. Earth-shaking bass in my veins, I don’t flinch, I don’t fold, I found the animal under the skin they tried to control. Cut the worries, cut the care, cut the version they sold — Now I’m standing in the wreckage… and this wreckage is home. (bass keeps slamming until it collapses into pure low-end static)