

Prompt / Lyrics
The mirror’s broken, the glass is thin I’m done with a game you have rigged A castle from cards is what you built I’m taking the deck back with no guilt No more whispers, no more “maybe” You can’t gaslight me no more baby You need an audience to feel like you’re real But I’m not a prop in your highlight reel The truth isn’t something you get to decree The spotlight is dim, the pedestals empty The louder you shout, the less that I hear The fog’s disappearing — the exits are clear. No more whispers, no more “maybe” You can’t gaslight me no more baby You need an audience to feel like you’re real But I’m not a prop in your highlight reel I’m finding the exits and climbing the stairs No turning back now I'm aware You need an audience to feel like you’re real But I’m not a prop in your highlight reel The truth isn’t something you get to decree The truth is something that’s setting me free. [Echo] Watch the mask slip... Watch the walls fall... I’m standing tall. I’m standing tall. Your Not that smart after all.
Tags
Raw, experimental, drop base, emotional, angry
3:19
No
2/24/2026