**\[Verse 1]**
Demons, demons, demons—
Yeah, I’ve met them all too.
But I’m still standing, still bleeding truth.
They wanted me quiet, cracked and caged,
But I broke their script—I set fire to the stage.
They called it madness, called it pain,
But I know my name.
I’m not a ghost of what I was—
I’m what survived the flames.
**\[Pre-Chorus]**
“Take a breath,” they said—
So I did—and I screamed.
Louder than the fear, louder than the dream.
I’m not fighting shadows,
I *was* the storm they couldn’t see.
**\[Chorus]**
The devil tried to dance on my broken back,
But I flipped the script and I’m taking it back.
He can whisper, hiss, and twist the scene—
But the voice in charge now?
No really—it’s me.
I laugh and I cry and I *mean it this time,*
I bleed and I rise and I *still draw the line.*
Behind these scars is a war-won queen—
And I ain’t his puppet.
No really—it’s me.
**\[Verse 2]**
No really—it’s me,
Holding on when it gets dark.
No really—it’s me,
With fire stitched into every scar.
He tried to make my hope decay,
But I plant it anyway.
Even in the silence,
I built songs from the pain.
**\[Bridge]**
I’m not untouched,
But I’m not undone.
I’ve cried through midnights,
And still chased the sun.
So if he’s waiting to drag me below,
He better know—I don’t let go.
**\[Chorus]**
The devil pulled strings—yeah, I felt the strain,
But I cut those ties and danced in the rain.
He said I’d fall and lose the key,
But I found my soul—
No really—it’s me.
I laugh and I burn, but I *still believe,*
That breath by breath, I get to breathe.
He thought I’d break,
But I broke free—
No really—it’s me.
**\[Final Bridge / Spoken-Style or Soft Vocals]**
I’m not the silence,
I’m the scream.
Not the puppet—
I’m the dream.
Not the ending—
I’m the rewrite.
Not the victim—
I’m the fight.
**\[Final Chorus / Outro]**
The devil can whisper,
But I don’t kneel.
He doesn’t own what I *choose* to feel.
Behind my tears,
There’s fire and steel.
No really—it’s me.
No really—it’s me.
And I’m not done—
I’m finally free.