Melting Down the Crown

Turn the bass up, let the floorboards shake.

I’m tired of the whispers, I’m tired of the "give and take."

You’ve been playing house in a mansion built of lies,

But I’m the one who’s here to watch the phoenix finally rise.

Clear the court. The Queen is speaking.

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I’ve been watching from the balcony, observing the charade

While you’re playing dress-up in a dying masquerade.

You’ve been building up these borders, drawing lines in the dirt,

Ignoring all the hunger and the people that you hurt.

But the winds are shifting gears, can you feel the sudden chill?

The commoners are restless and I’m standing on the hill.

I’m stepping to the front because the leadership is void,

Watch the system crumble into everything you’ve destroyed.

You call these "empires"? These are houses made of glass,

And I’m the heavy stone that’s gonna shatter every class.

I’m done with the dumb shit, the ego, and the pride,

There’s nowhere left for all your little secrets to hide.

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So listen well, the castle’s coming down today,

I’m sweeping all the wreckage and the vanity away.

I’m melting down your fake ass crown, watch it hit the floor,

We aren’t bowing down to the illusions anymore.

Have some self-respect and set the spirit free

From the heavy chains of your fucking negativity.

Let’s talk about humility, a word you can’t pronounce,

While you’re measuring your worth by every dollar and the ounce.

True power isn’t taking, it’s about what you can give,

But you’re too busy building walls to let the people live.

So I’m melting it all down—the scepter and the ring,

To show you that a peasant is the equal of a king.

Strip away the velvet, strip away the lace,

And look at the reflection of the failure in your face.

I’m clearing out the smoke, I’m vacuuming the room,

The seeds of your arrogance are meeting their doom.

We’re breaking out the cage, we’re cutting through the wire,

And I’m the one who’s lighting up the funeral pyre.

I’m the architect of change, I’m the breaker of the seal,

I’m here to show the world what it means to actually feel.

No more hollow speeches, no more staged events,

I’m tearing down the curtains and I’m folding up the tents.

You’re a ghost in a costume, a relic of the past,

And the shadow that you’re casting is fading out at last.

I’m melting down the jewelry to feed the hungry streets,

I’m turning all your bitter sourness into something sweet.

You wanted to be legends? Well, here’s your final page,

The Queen is stepping up to lead us to a better age.

Take a final look at the throne you used to own,

Because the seeds of your destruction are the only things you’ve sown.

It’s over.

The fake kingdoms? Dust.

The dumb shit? Done.

The negativity? Gone.

So show yourself to the door not an option

It's a must

And sit on your ass

And witness real class

Love

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