歌詞

We built our cities tall and gold

But still the hunger takes its hold

The bombs got smarter, the screens got loud

But blood still stains beneath the crowd

I scroll through grief with morning breath

Headlines stacked with pretty death

It’s fucked how numb we learn to be

When tragedy feels like routine TV

But I see it

I fucking see it

And I won’t blink this time

This world’s a wound that never heals

But I’ve got knives behind my ideals

You can curse the sky or punch the wall

But I was made to feel it all

Cut me deep, I won’t be moved

I’m carving back what life consumed

Cut me deep…

So light a match and breathe it in

Pretending peace was ever real

We name the dead and move along

As if the weight was never ours

But I’m not here to just exist

To nod along and fake the bliss

If pain’s the price to leave a mark

Then let it scar, I’ll make it art

Don’t tell me it’s too big to change

I’m not here to stay the same

Fuck your comfort, fuck your calm

The storm is where I find my form

The storm is where I find my form

This world’s a wound that never heals

But I’ve got knives behind my ideals

I won’t pray to silent gods

I’ll break the frame and burn the odds

This fucking soul was born to bite

To leave my name inside this fight

Cut me deep…

I won’t look away

Not this time

This world cut me

Now I’ll cut back

No silence now

No closing eyes

I’ll scream until the stars reply

Let the wreckage know my name

Let the ashes know my shame

If I’m a ghost inside this place

Then I’ll haunt it with my face

One breath, one wound, one final sound

Cut me deep…