Sound Familiar..? (Remix/Cover by CenturyNew)

Easy now, I’m not your enemy I came with open hands Lay that burden down beside me I can make the quiet land Free, free, free, little yes thing No more blame, no more sting Free, free, free, little yes thing Give me every little thing I’ll sell you peace without repentance Faith that bends around your will Badge it, bless it, brand it, bag it Call the bitter cup a thrill I make pride feel so devoted I make comfort sound correct Turn your want into a temple Turn your shrug into respect Pat your back, clap your hands Pack your basket full of me Tiny crown on your cartoon head One more bow and you feel free I quote truth but twist it neatly Trim the teeth and plate it sweet You’ll think it’s love while you decay That’s my art, to make you stay Sound familiar? Don’t I sound kind? Smile clean Talk right I never ask for open hate Just tiny steps that close the gate Sound familiar? I copy good Promise freedom Take the staff You think you found eternity But you’re building heat with me “I don’t roar, I reason sweetly.” I don’t need blood, I need distraction I don’t need rage, I need reaction Tap it, track it, tax it, package it Post your ache and call it action Scroll and spend, forget the poor Serve the self and call it more I make longing into logos Put a halo on the store Turn pulpits into branded names Turn mercy into merch and metrics Rank your tears on dashboards File your love as civic optics Policy, platform, panel, faction Clean campaign with padded claws You wanted meaning, I brought intake You wanted care, I brought applause I drill the room till all heads nod I call compliance being healed Little peace comes staffed and smiling Every soft door has a seal Sound familiar? It’s always been The lie I sell wears righteous skin I’ll make you curse the hands that save And thank the ones who dig your grave Sound familiar? You know my name I’ve preached through hearts, through screens, through fame And if you heard me here tonight You chose the dark, all clothed in light Don’t peek past the pretty covering That warm room has teeth below You chose my crown, you called it gold Now the shine gets slow Little winner, little ruler Of a room that learned your breath You called it gold because it paid you Now it signs for every debt I was gentle for the purchase Now I’m steady with the claim Your yes did this, not my fist I wrote mine beside your name “Welcome home.” Easy now Key in palm You clasped the lock I sang it calm Door got still Room got small Latch learned you Wall by wall No knocks left No extra try The smiling hinge Lets silence dry Welcome home Your vows are debt I count each breath You freely let The light you chased Got thin within Walls press close You let me in Sound familiar? Free, free, free Little yes thing Sing for me Sound Familiar..? Now say it soft Only my voice In your house Welcome home