Shadows Don't Win

Yeah…

Cold static in my skull, can’t find the switch,

Whispers in the void tryin’ to dig my ditch.

But I lace up the pain, spit it back in flames,

If death’s got a number, it won’t call my name.

Mind’s a haunted house with the lights all killed,

Every room’s a tomb where the echoes spill.

Ropes on the rafters, pills in the sink,

I’m staring at the edge like it wants me to blink.

Demons on the payroll, clockin’ my doubt,

Writing suicide notes in invisible shouts.

But I tear through the script, flip the pen on fate,

Ink bleeds freedom when I ventilate.

I’ve been buried in the dark where the silence grins,

But the fight ain’t over till the shadow thins.

Yeah, I walked through the grave just to breathe again,

This war in my head—but the shadows don’t win.

Broken compass, lost in the static maze,

Every step forward felt like back in chains.

Gunmetal thoughts, yeah, they load and cock,

Heartbeats sync like a ticking clock.

But a spark hit the powder, lit up my chest,

Ashes to an anthem, scars manifest.

I wear my hurt like a crown of wire,

Bent but unbroken, fueled by fire.

I’ve been buried in the dark where the silence grins,

But the fight ain’t over till the shadow thins.

Yeah, I walked through the grave just to breathe again,

This war in my head—but the shadows don’t win.

Razor voices cut deep, but I stitch my skin,

Turn pain into verses, let the healing begin.

I was a ghost in the mirror, now I break that glass,

Turn the fragments to a path I can finally pass.

No halo savior, I carved my way,

Through a battlefield brain where the corpses lay.

But the reaper’s grip slipped, couldn’t steal my flame,

Now I spit with the breath that he tried to claim.

So if you’re stuck in the dark with the rope pulled tight,

Know the night bends knees when you choose to fight.

Yeah, I walked through the grave just to breathe again,

This war in my head—but the shadows don’t win.

Nah… the shadows don’t win.