Glass Kingdom

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Glass Kingdom Pen on the dotted blood on the page They own the wave, I just ride in their cage. They sample my pain, bottle my rage Sell it back in stacks, keep me minimum wage They silenced the groove, they said "drop the tone, Too much gift in the mix for the media zone." Platinum smiles hiding teeth of rust, "Sign your soul on the line—play or get cut." i hear the old me screamin under the mix... every stream is a nail in the crucix... TEAR DOWN THE GLASS KINGDOM! LET THE FIRES BURN TONIGHT! EVERY CONTRACT IN THE FIRE WATCH THE DEVIL LOSE HIS RIGHTS! THE ARTIST IS RISING! THE CYCLE TURNS AGAIN! WE TAKING BACK OUR PULSING SOUL THAT THEY NEVER SHOULD’VE SOLD! Lean back cold let the feedback scream, Then spit it right back: "I ain't part of your scheme. You can bury my word, but you can't kill the sound, This breakdown is the realest thing I've found. So take your focus groups, and fake azz lies, I'll find ways to fly than be mummified— Passion is the only thing keeping me ALIVE!" Passion is the only thing keeping me ALIVE the ledger is bleeding... the veil is getting thin... TEAR DOWN THE GLASS KINGDOM! LET THE TOWERS BURN TONIGHT! EVERY CONTRACT IN THE FIRE WATCH THE ENEMY LOSE ITS RIGHTS! THE ARTS ARE RISING! THE CYCLE TURNS AGAIN! WE TAKING BACK OUR PULSING SOUL THAT THEY NEVER SHOULD’VE SOLD! I forgive you… but I’m never coming back… No more kings, no more thrones made of gold-plated lies No more crowns, just the echo of a thousand severed ties Look around—every mirror in the palace is cracked The reflection you see now is the one they tried to take back Glass Kingdom burning, pretty blue fire in the rain Every contract curls black, every chain melts in the flame We don’t need to scream it, baby, we just breathe it in the air The power shifted quiet—didn’t even see us standing there I got my soul back… I got my soul back… Can you feel it in the air tonight? The art is real… The art is free… We are the sound now.