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Lyrics
They gave me rules
I gave them blood
I walked the line
But never stood
Silence screamed
Inside my head
They called it life
I called it dead
Chained within
Born to lose
Never asked
Had to choose
They shaped my mind
They stole my name
Taught me guilt
Taught me shame
Years go on
Wounds stay raw
I breathe the dust
Of every law
Who I was
Who I’ll be
Is locked behind
What you don’t see
No light
No truth
Just cold
No youth
They whisper lies
Inside my skin
And call it strength
To never win
The idea#
The self arrives already sentenced: rules paid for in blood, a line walked without ever standing, silence screaming inside a life others call living and the speaker calls dead. Guilt and shame are taught as if they were gifts; years pass and the wounds stay raw; identity locks behind “what you don’t see.”
Uplifting, driving trance may sound like freedom until you hear the lyric’s iron. The lift becomes the attempt to move while still chained within—born to lose, never asked, forced to choose. Cold, no youth, lies whispered “inside my skin” and sold as strength: the track’s forward motion is the body arguing with a mind shaped against it.
