If I Was born...

(Verse 1)
If I was born in another time, another cage,
maybe my voice would crack and die on the page.
Just a breath in the dark, taught to stay small,
head down, eyes closed,
asking permission just to crawl.

(Pre-Chorus)
I keep asking myself,
who would I be?
How much fire would survive
if the world buried me?

(Chorus-raw female harmonies)
But there are women who rise
when everything breaks,
women carrying worlds
on their backs full of weight.
In the silence they snap chains
no one hears when they fall,
they rise again — turn on the light,
they’re changing it all.

(Verse 2)
If I was born where a word cuts like a knife,
where saying “I want” costs you your life,
maybe I’d forget my name in the fear,
but the seed of the fight
is still breathing in here.

(Pre-Chorus)
’Cause even in the dirt,
under skin and bone,
there’s a pulse getting louder,
saying you’re not alone.

(Chorus female harmonies, heavier)
Yeah, there are women who rise
when everything breaks,
women carrying worlds
on their backs full of weight.
In the silence they snap chains
no one hears when they fall,
they rise again — turn on the light,
they’re changing it all.

(Bridge solo, almost spoken)
And here I stand
with luck in my hands,
thinking of women
walking straight into storms.
Freedom’s a gift, yeah,
it cuts like a knife —
don’t let it bleed out,
don’t let it die.

(Final Chorus full band, distortion)
There are women who rise,
their footsteps hit hard,
lighting up dark roads
with broken hearts.
They’re not small,
they’re thunder, they’re roots, they’re truth—

(Outro screamed / whispered)
For these women,
the world burns brighter.
Go on.
Everything can change.

grunge punk rock