[guitar intro]
[verse]
stability sold like a lullaby with teeth
a calm that presses down and calls it mercy
decades looping the same justification
different faces, same tired intention
patience framed like growth
but it numbs more than it heals
every delay feels deliberate
like time itself is being rationed
inherited consequences with no authors left to answer
rules hanging around long past their relevance
mistakes dressed up as inevitability
renamed until they almost pass for truth
[pre-chorus]
no faith in that inheritance
no comfort in that calm
just waiting for the fracture point
where nothing holds together
[chorus]
can’t wait for the silence that follows
not relief—just absence of control
let it fall into something unfiltered
let a different voice fucking try
can’t wait, can’t wait
for the pressure to finally break
breathing in something stagnant
like it’s owed another lifetime
[verse]
endurance mistaken for devotion
survival twisted into consent
cycles repeating with new labels
same outcome hiding in plain sight
hesitation praised like wisdom
delay turned into a system
respect demanded by default
as if age alone absolves everything
something building without a name
not loud, not clean—just inevitable
colder than anger
more final than doubt
[pre-chorus]
time already consumed
nothing left to justify
the edge getting closer
no way to soften it
[chorus]
can’t wait for the silence that follows
not relief—just absence of control
let it fall into something unfiltered
let a different voice fucking try
can’t wait, can’t wait
for the pressure to finally break
breathing in something stagnant
like it’s owed another lifetime
[bridge]
order feels like tension stretched too far
history reads like avoidance
guidance bends into restraint
none of it fits anymore
not rebellion
just overdue correction
an ending that doesn’t negotiate
a shift that doesn’t ask
[chorus]
can’t wait for the silence that follows
let it ring without distortion
strip it down to what remains
give something new a fucking chance
can’t wait, can’t wait
for the grip to finally fail
nothing here worth preserving
only something to outgrow
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