[Verse 1 - clean, bright syncopated electric rhythm guitar] I learned to breathe inside the lines they drew, Soft walls humming like they always knew. Kept my hands clean, kept my head down low, Fed the machine just enough to grow. Neon smiles, borrowed light, Every deal dressed up like it’s right. They call it safety, call it peace, But the locks don’t rattle when you agree. [Verse 2] Time moves slow in a padded room, Every promise blooms too soon. They sell the dream in monthly plans, Sign your name with open hands. Gold-plated bars don’t leave a mark, But they keep you still in the dark. I hear something knocking underneath, A sound that don’t ask permission to breathe. [Pre-Chorus - Build Intensity] Feel that pull in my chest again, Like the truth don’t fit where I’ve been. Every comfort comes with a cost, And I’m done pretending it’s not. [Chorus] I’m done living soft in a borrowed crown, Done staying quiet just to stay around. If the floor gives way, let it break me clean, I’d rather fall hard than rot unseen. I’m stepping out, no alibi, Let it hurt, let it show, let it testify. [Verse 3] They say “be patient,” they say “be smart,” But patience dies when you trade your heart. Every warning label reads “behave,” Every exit sign says “stay.” I don’t need truth wrapped up in chrome, Don’t need a throne to feel at home. There’s a fire in the static now, And it’s calling me out. [Pre-Chorus - Build Intensity] Every deal comes due somehow, I feel the weight and I feel it now. If this is the edge, let me see it clear, I ain’t afraid of the air out here. [Chorus] I’m done living soft in a borrowed crown, Done staying quiet just to stay around. If the floor gives way, let it break me clean, I’d rather fall hard than rot unseen. I’m stepping out, no alibi, Let it hurt, let it show, let it testify. [Bridge - low energy, soft arpeggiated guitar chords with lush reverb] Maybe freedom ain’t a finish line, Maybe it’s just choosing the fight. No clean hands, no spotless truth, Just scars that prove I moved. [Building intensity] If I shake, let it mean I’m real, If I bleed, let it mean I feel. I won’t trade this pulse inside For a life that never tried. [Chorus] I’m done living soft in a borrowed crown, Done staying quiet just to stay around. If the floor gives way, let it break me clean, I’d rather fall hard than rot unseen. I’m stepping out, no alibi, Let it hurt, let it show, let it testify. [Ouro] No more borrowed crowns. No more padded ground. If I fall, I fall awake.
