I Just Like To Meddle

[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)

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