[Intro — dark R&B]
I hear the wires whisper in my veins,
Telling me to fall back and behave.
But I’m so fucking tired of playing safe—
Let the whole damn world feel the quake.
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[Verse 1 — rap/metal]
Yeah, I’ve been trapped in the system,
Stamped and labeled like a victim.
They want my pulse on a leash,
My soul kept nice and weak.
But I’m glitchin’, twitchin’,
All the shit they’re pitchin’.
Try to hold me down but I’m done with all the bitchin’.
Sharpening my mind like a blade in the dark—
Freedom ain’t a gift, it’s a motherfucking war we start.
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[Pre-Chorus — melodic lift]
I won’t fold,
I won’t break,
I won’t be another pawn they fucking make.
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[Chorus — huge, defiant]
We don’t bow,
We don’t bleed on command.
Tear the circuit out,
Rip the wires from our hands.
If the world wants to turn us into ghosts,
We rise up from the wreckage they impose—
We don’t bow.
WE DON’T BOW.
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[Verse 2 — rap with bite]
Feed me lies through the algorithm,
Then tell me I’m the problem in the system.
Fuck that—
I’m crawling from the wreck they built,
From the fear they push, from their fabricated guilt.
I’m done with the puppet strings,
Done kneeling to corrupted kings.
I’ll rewrite the code,
Set fire to the throne,
Watch the whole machine choke on its fuckin’ control.
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[Pre-Chorus — angsty, emotional]
I won’t fold,
I won’t break,
Not another soul they calibrate.
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[Chorus]
We don’t bow,
We don’t bleed on command.
Tear the circuit out,
Rip the wires from our hands.
If the world wants to turn us into ghosts,
We rise up from the wreckage they impose—
We don’t bow.
WE DON’T BOW.
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[Bridge — R&B descent → scream explosion]
I feel the static crawl under my skin…
Try to keep me caged but I won’t give in.
I’M BREAKING OUT—
COME AND WATCH ME ASCEND!
I’ll burn the system down
before it wins.
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[Breakdown — violent metalcore]
WE WON’T BOW TO THE MACHINE!
WE WON’T CRAWL ON BROKEN FUCKING KNEES!
RISE UP—LET THE WHOLE WORLD SEE
WE WERE BUILT TO BREAK—BUILT TO BE FREE!
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[Final Chorus — anthemic, angry]
We don’t bow,
We don’t bleed on command.
Tear the circuit out,
Rip the wires from our hands.
If the world wants to turn us into ghosts,
We rise up from the wreckage they impose—
We don’t bow.
We don’t BOW!