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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Paper walls
Rules in tiny print
Signed my name
Didn’t choose a thing
Golden doors
Still feel like a cage
Silk on skin
Same old hidden weight
[Chorus]
We’re all trapped in systems we didn’t build
Some of us crowned
Some of us killed
If you only see the chain and not the will
You’ll miss the quiet power
In the ones who’re standing still
[Verse 2]
You count scars
I just count my days
Holding on
In a hundred little ways
You see lack
I see how they stand
Empty hands
Still an open hand
[Chorus]
We’re all trapped in systems we didn’t build
Some of us crowned
Some of us killed
If you only see the chain and not the will
You’ll miss the quiet power
In the ones who’re standing still
[Bridge]
Who will look deeper
Past the practiced glance
Who will feel the fracture
Not just the stance
Systemic compassion
Cuts through the glass
Sees the buried garden
Under broken grass (oh)
[Chorus]
We’re all trapped in systems we didn’t build
Some of us crowned
Some of us killed
If you only see the chain and not the will
You’ll miss the quiet power
In the ones who’re standing still
[Outro]
Different weights
Same hill
Same sky above
Same will
Details
GeneratedFeb 1, 2026
Duration4:07
LanguageEnglish
Style
folk, Fingerpicked trance-folk: cycling open-tuned acoustic pattern, soft pulsing drones, and subtle harmonic swells. Male vocals close and intimate, almost whispered in the verses; chorus blossoms with stacked harmonies and a simple, grounding kick on the downbeat. Gentle synth pads shimmer in the background, bridge brings a hypnotic rhythmic chant and hand percussion, then everything drops to voice and guitar for the final refrain., trance
Credits
Prompt by
FolktronicGod683
FolktronicGod683ModelAria v5
Prompt
were all trapped in systems we didnt build. the privileged suffer under different weights. the struggling holds strength you can't see. the systemic compassion sees beyond the surface
trance folk
