

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Hand-me-down crown on a crooked head Kicked off the throne just to sit on the edge I’m not your savior I’m not your sin I’m just the voice that keeps crawling in [Chorus] I’m not God nor the devil I just like to meddle In a world that was made for me Bend the rules like metal Turn the saints to rebels In a world that was made for me (for me) [Verse 2] Pull one thread Watch the seams all split Call it fate I just nudged a bit You pray for order I stir the sea You call it chaos I call it free [Chorus] I’m not God nor the devil I just like to meddle In a world that was made for me Bend the rules like metal Turn the saints to rebels In a world that was made for me (for me) [Bridge] If every line is drawn in sand Why’re you so scared of my hands? (hey) You built this cage I found the key Tell me who’s really pulling strings [Chorus] I’m not God nor the devil I just like to meddle In a world that was made for me Bend the rules like metal Turn the saints to rebels In a world that was made for me (for me, for me)
Tags
Brooding alternative rock with male vocals, crunchy rhythm guitars, and a sneaky, pulsing bass line; verses stay tight and conversational over roomy drums, then the chorus surges with bigger chords, gang-style backing shouts, and a slightly distorted lead vocal. Bridge strips to bass and toms, then last chorus hits harder with stacked harmonies and a held final note bleeding into feedback., world
2:35
No
3/27/2026