[VERSE 1] I built a throne from the noise in my skull, Stacked every thought like steel on steel. But the higher it climbed, the more it shook, A tower of answers I never truly owned. [PRE CHORUS] I grip the frame of my own design, But the metal twists when I pull too hard. [CHORUS] I tear down what I think I know, Cut it to the core, let the questions breathe. If I’m the one who built this cage, Then I’m the one who rips it clean. [VERSE 2] Every certainty tastes like rust on my tongue, A weight pretending it’s a crown. I swallow doubt like a cleansing flame, Burning the excess to find what’s real. [PRE CHORUS] I stand inside the furnace I sparked, Let the heat decide what stays. [CHORUS] I tear down what I think I know, Cut it to the core, let the questions breathe. If I’m the one who built this cage, Then I’m the one who rips it clean. [BRIDGE] Thought is a blade — turn it inward, turn it outward, see what holds. Knowledge is a door — open it, lose your footing, learn to walk again. [FINAL CHORUS] I tear down what I think I know, Cut it to the core, let the questions breathe. If I’m the one who built this cage, Then I’m the one who rips it clean. No throne, no crown, no borrowed truth — Just the pulse of a mind rebuilt.
