Lyric

I drew a crown on a paper sky

Called it mine, watched the weather comply

Every smile I rehearsed in my head

Paid rent in a future that never said when

You broke a glass in a room you hate

Said justice tastes like a delayed mistake

But I don’t toast to your losing ground

I drink to the worlds I haven’t found

I don’t need proof, I don’t need fate

I build my heaven with borrowed weight

Nothing louder than what we invent

My joy outruns your punishment

I won’t borrow a villain to feel complete

Your fall is quiet, my dreams have teeth

Nothing purer, nothing bent

Than the lies we choose to repent

I don’t win when you’re in the dirt

I win when my mind stops keeping score of hurt

I saw your shadow beg for a script

A reason the universe finally slipped

But blame is a language I never learned

I speak in bridges, not lessons burned

You want the ending where someone pays

I want a beginning that overstays

While you count sins like a currency

I spend belief irresponsibly

No courtroom in my inner space

No jury fed by a stranger’s face

Nothing louder than what we invent

My joy survives without your consent

I don’t need thunder when silence grows

I raise my luck from the cracks I chose

Nothing holier than intent

When envy’s gone and the walls are bent

I don’t bloom from your despair

I bloom when I stop planting cameras there

If happiness needs a witness, it lies

If revenge speaks, imagination dies

I won’t sharpen my peace into a knife

Just to feel taller in a borrowed life

Nothing louder than what we invent

No ghost of you in my content

I walk unarmed through imagined wars

With open hands and unlocked doors

Nothing wins that demands a loss

No crown is worth that hidden cost

My heaven isn’t your defeat

It’s a room in my head where I finally sleep

I imagined freedom, then let it stay

That’s all the miracle I’ll claim