

Prompt / Lyrics
I’m staring at the mirror but the glass is looking black I tried to walk the straight line but I broke my own back There’s a whisper in the static and it’s calling out my name It tells me that the virtue isn’t worth the price of fame I dug a little deeper just to see what I could find I found a loaded chamber in the corners of my mind You want a confession well I got a list of crimes But I ain't asking forgiveness I’m just asking for the time They scream They shout They drag the secrets out They cry They plead But I got what I need I’m never gonna fix what’s broken inside I locked the door and I swallowed the pride The choir in my head is singing off key And every single word is a verdict on me I don’t want a cure and I don’t want a prayer I’m comfortable here in the toxic air So go ahead and judge cause I’m destined to fail I got a front row ticket and my sanity for sale I’m walking through the fire just to see if I can burn You think you know the lesson but you never wanna learn The devil on my shoulder keeps on giving me advice And honestly I think that he is being pretty nice I cut the wires loose just to short the system out I’m drowning in the noise and I am learning how to shout You call it a sickness I call it a release I finally found a war that brings me better peace They scream They shout They drag the secrets out They cry They plead But I got what I need I’m never gonna fix what’s broken inside I locked the door and I swallowed the pride The choir in my head is singing off key And every single word is a verdict on me I don’t want a cure and I don’t want a prayer I’m comfortable here in the toxic air So go ahead and judge cause I’m destined to fail I got a front row ticket and my sanity for sale Listen Listen Can you hear it now Listen Listen It’s getting loud One way ticket going straight to hell I’m ringing the bell I’m ringing the bell Sold Sold It’s all been sold I’m never gonna fix what’s broken inside I locked the door and I swallowed the pride The choir in my head is singing off key And every single word is a verdict on me I don’t want a cure and I don’t want a prayer I’m comfortable here in the toxic air So go ahead and judge cause I’m destined to fail I got a front row ticket and my sanity for sale Yeah My sanity for sale Keep the change
Tags
Gritty nu-metal groove meets anthemic hard rock with heavy riffs and adrenaline-fueled vocals.
4:19
No
11/18/2025