Verse 1
Pulse check — flatline rhythm
I chew on wires like they taste like wisdom
Name tag missing, bloodstained grin
Walls talk loud and they scream like kin
Pre-Chorus
No more exits, no more lies
I built this hell behind my eyes
Chorus
Inside the ward — I make the rules
Hallways twist like mental tools
I don’t run, I don’t conform
I am the storm behind the forms
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Verse 2
Bedsheets braided into chains
Laughter leaks from acid rain
The nurse is me, the meds are fake
I swallowed truth and let it break
Pre-Chorus
Tore the labels, burned the chart
Signed the mirror with my heart
Chorus
Inside the ward — I wear the crown
I flipped the switch and shut it down
No sedation, no facade
Just me and my chaos — playing god
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Bridge (fast and unhinged — rapid lyrics almost rapped)
IV drip turned gasoline
Lit the floor, fed the machine
Spoke in tongues, danced in fire
Baptized fear, crowned the liar
I was the patient, now I’m the cure
Welcome to my final tour
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Final Chorus (everything crashes in)
Inside the ward — no white coats now
Just ash and echoes and broken vows
Tore the ceiling, cracked the sky
And I laughed as the world flatlined
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Outro (slowed down, distorted):
“Patient 108…”
“…Discharged.”
(door creaks open… then slams shut forever)