Lyric

My chest is a locked door kicking back

Every nice word comes with a trap

They call it life, I call it debt

I’m not dead, I’m just not out yet

The walls lean in like they know my name

I bite my tongue till it tastes like flame

Exit pressure in my blood

I want out, I want air, I want flood

Hands on my throat, smile on my face

I was not built to die in place

Phone lights blink like warning signs

Every demand puts teeth in time

I wear calm like a cheap disguise

There’s a riot sleeping behind my eyes

Don’t call it peace when the room won’t breathe

Don’t call it home if it won’t let me leave

Exit pressure in my blood

I want out, I want air, I want flood

Hands on my throat, smile on my face

I was not built to die in place

Break the lock

Burn the script

Cut the leash

Let me slip

Exit pressure, hear it rise

Black smoke moving behind my eyes

If I run, don’t pray for me

I’m not lost, I’m getting free

I’m not lost

I’m getting free