(HAUNTED, MELANCHOLIC) **“If I could be the devil… maybe I’d feel somethin’ again… ’Cause heaven robbed me of justice, left me fightin’ ghosts in my head… This world stole my vengeance, locked the truth behind the scene… But in the next life I’ll get answers, ’cause pain don’t die with me…”** ⸻ 🔹 VERSE 1 — SAD / DARK / STORY I wake up feelin’ hollow like a crime with no conviction, A witness in my own life stuck beggin’ for permission. The justice system failed me like a story left untold, A courtroom full of angels but none of them were bold. I ain’t talkin’ violence — nah, I’m talkin’ inner rage, The kind that feels like wildfire trapped inside a iron cage. It’s the pressure in my chest that God never explained, The ache of knowin’ fate stopped me from bringin’ pain — metaphoric, symbolic, the kind you scream in your brain. I feel robbed in this life like I was cut from the scene, Like I showed up to the moment but the moment came clean. Like destiny pulled rank and ripped the story out my hands, Left me standin’ there wonderin’ if karma ever understands. ⸻ 🔹 CHORUS — HIGH PITCH / HAUNTED **“If I could be the devil… maybe I’d feel somethin’ again… ’Cause heaven robbed me of justice, left me fightin’ ghosts in my head… This world stole my vengeance, locked the truth behind the scene… But in the next life I’ll get answers, ’cause pain don’t die with me…”** ⸻ 🔹 VERSE 2 — FAST RAP / DARK METAPHORS Maybe that’s why I dream in red, visions I never said, ghosts that live in my bed, memories thick in my head. I’m a prisoner of thoughts that never made the report, A suspect with a heartbreak the world couldn’t contort. I ain’t tryna hurt nobody — it’s the feeling that’s a killer, The guilt, the shame, the “what ifs,” the nightmare thriller. Sometimes I feel like the devil just to feel in control, But it’s just another metaphor for a broken soul. I want justice in a place where time don’t rewind, Where heaven and hell both know what was mine. This life tied my hands, kept me far from the scene, But in the next? I’ll find truth — whatever that means. Not violence — just answers, closure for the wounds, light inside the darkness where my heart was consumed. ⸻ 🔹 CHORUS — FINAL / HIGH PITCH / SAD **“If I could be the devil… maybe I’d feel somethin’ again… ’Cause heaven robbed me of justice, left me fightin’ ghosts in my head… This world stole my vengeance, locked the truth behind the scene… But in the next life I’ll get answers, ’cause pain don’t die with me…”**

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