[Verse 1 - Quiet, almost conversational, building gradually] I wake up, same ceiling, same routine The mirror shows me everything I've already seen There's blood beneath my fingernails from digging my own grave I'm architect and undertaker, master and my slave My friends say "you should slow down," but the engine's made of bone And I'm the only passenger who's driving me back home [Chorus - Full voice, soaring but pained] Sweet, sweet Violence, oh Why do I love you so? You break me down with tender hands I fall, you understand Sweet, sweet Violence, know I cannot let you go [Instrumental] [Verse 2 - Stronger than V1, more defiant, building intensity] I build myself a temple just to burn it to the ground Conduct my own autopsy while my heart's still beating loud The doctor asks me questions I've already answered twice I tell him that I'm careful while I'm rolling loaded dice There's a rhythm to the way I keep destroying what I've made A muscle memory of sabotage, the price I've always paid I used to think I'd change this, believed I'd find the cure Now I'm just getting honest—this is who I am, for sure [Chorus - Powerful, anguished, full emotion] Sweet, sweet Violence, oh Why do I love you so? You break me down with tender hands I fall, you understand Sweet, sweet Violence, know I'll never let you go (Though I should let you go) [whispered/spoken] [Instrumental] [Bridge - Sparse, intimate, almost speaking] They say that knowledge is power But knowing and stopping aren't the same I'm scrolling, scrolling in the living room Learning to speak my own name Not waving goodbye to my reflection— Just nodding hello to the pain [Turning Chorus - Stripped down, slower tempo, exhausted but clear] Old friend, Violence, oh I finally see you clear You're not the monster or the medicine You're just the way I've lived Old friend, Violence, know I'm tired of the war [Final Chorus - Acceptance, major key shift, warm and open, building to release] Sweet, sweet Violence, so Maybe I don't have to go We've been dancing all these years Through the laughter and the tears Sweet, sweet Violence, know You're a part of me that shows I'm the surgeon and the wound The discord and the tune This is how I move through life— Both the comfort and the knife And maybe that's alright [Instrumental] [Outro - Gentle, resolving, fading with hope] (Maybe that's alright) [soft] (I think I'll be alright) [slightly stronger] This is who I am tonight (And maybe that's alright) [fade out]
