Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] We live in a world on the edge Smoke in the sky Blood on the steps They smile on the screen while they cut our breath Count our tears like a line in a ledger You dress up the theft in a flag Call it order Call it tax But the streets remember every boot Every crack Every name you turned into a number [Chorus] We are done being bled by liars Done feeding your endless fire You took what is ours Now we’re taking it back We’re not bowing down to your thunder Not breaking under your hunger You took what is ours We’re taking it back Taking it back (hey!) [Verse 2] You write your laws in a locked room We sign our answers in spray paint and fumes Mothers in black Kids with scars you can’t see You call it peace when they scream in the streets You build your walls out of fear We build our courage right here Every voice you tried to crush disappears Then comes back louder in your ears [Chorus] We are done being bled by liars Done feeding your endless fire You took what is ours Now we’re taking it back We’re not bowing down to your thunder Not breaking under your hunger You took what is ours We’re taking it back Taking it back [Bridge] How many bodies for your crown? How many names you’ll never sound? We are not numbers on your page We are the match to all this rage (oh) [Chorus] We are done being bled by liars Done feeding your endless fire You took what is ours Now we’re taking it back We’re not bowing down to your thunder Not breaking under your hunger You took what is ours We’re taking it back Taking it back Taking it back Taking it back
Tags
Raw protest chant energy, female vocals with a raspy lead and gang-shouted hooks. Marching-floor toms, crunchy guitars in a tight riff loop, and a grimy bass drone. Verses stay sparse and tense, letting the vocal bite; chorus explodes with layered shouts and claps like a street crowd. Brief spoken-word style bridge over a low drone before a final, louder hook., world
Duration
3:00
Instrumental
No
Created
1/26/2026