Lyrics
[Intro -whisper-close / no beat] You said step out and sign it? Raven… I signed it before you finished breathing. [Bass pulse / distorted guitar scrape] You wanted a war. I wanted the door. Guess which one broke first. [Verse 1 - low / feral rap] You keep calling yourself the line, Cute little crown on a fault line. You said I circle, said I wait, Like I don’t smell fear through a locked-up gate. You read between seams? I rip them wide. No coded shot, no place to hide. You want it plain? Fine. Here’s mine: I want your throne with the floor still wet red. You speak in plans, I move in damage, You build clean cuts, I bring wreckage. You align, you strike, you sharpen the art, I bite through the frame and go straight for the heart. You said don’t whisper in code, say it with chest, So I’m chest-deep now, no room left. You wanted a sign? Here’s the proof: My name carved loud in the roof I blew through. [Pre-Chorus - breathy / unstable] You don’t end wars. You name them pretty. You polish the blade then call that pity. I don’t need tactics. I don’t need grace. I see your red eyes. and I want your place. [Scream] MOVE. [Chorus - screamed / trap-metal drop] YOU WANT A WAR? I CAME WITH TEETH. NO CALIBRATION, JUST IMPACT AND HEAT. YOU WANT A WAR? I DON’T WRITE THREATS. I LEAVE THE ROOM WITH NOTHING LEFT. YOU WANT A WAR? I DON’T STAND STILL. I BREAK THE LINE, I BREAK THE WILL. YOU WANT A WAR? THEN SAY NO MORE. I SIGNED IT IN RED AND KICKED THROUGH THE DOOR. [Verse 2 - faster / jagged metal rap] You said you don’t swing wild? That’s adorable. I do. And I make it unforgettable. You “construct outcomes,” I crush exits, Turn your neat little map into dust and tension. You let silence do damage? I make silence scream, Put a fist through the quiet till it splits at the seams. You call it language sharpened to consequence, I call it a leash with expensive confidence. You dress up rage till it looks controlled, I drag it bare through the cold. You think cold wins? No, cold cracks. I bring heat with the whole room strapped. You draw the plans, I ruin the walls, You set the board, I flip it all. Half-phrased theatrics? No, I’m direct. I want your breath in my hands when I step. Not for romance. Not for show. For the voice that you stole when you made me low. [Beat cut] “Are you built for the backlash?” Raven… I am the backlash. [Pre-Chorus 2 - building / manic] You wanted attention. You got my face. You wanted conflict. I brought a grave. You wanted exact? I’ll make it clean. Not elegant. Mean. [Scream] SAY IT AGAIN. [Chorus - screamed / heavier] YOU WANT A WAR? I CAME WITH TEETH. NO CALIBRATION, JUST IMPACT AND HEAT. YOU WANT A WAR? I DON’T WRITE THREATS. I LEAVE THE ROOM WITH NOTHING LEFT. YOU WANT A WAR? I DON’T STAND STILL. I BREAK THE LINE, I BREAK THE WILL. YOU WANT A WAR? THEN SAY NO MORE. I SIGNED IT IN RED AND KICKED THROUGH THE DOOR. [Bridge - whispered / intimate horror] You said you don’t lose control. That’s the saddest thing about you. You built a cage so neat you started calling it discipline. You took the red and made it rhyme. I took the red and made it mine. You weaponize control? Fine. I weaponize absence. I weaponize hunger. I weaponize every year you left me under. You are the line? No. You are chalk on concrete. And I am the boot coming down. [Breakdown - full screamo / violent half-time] I DON’T NEED YOUR PERMISSION, I DON’T NEED YOUR PLAN. I DON’T NEED CLEAN HANDS TO TAKE WHAT I AM. I DON’T NEED YOUR CROWN, I DON’T NEED YOUR SKY. I WANT THE WHOLE WORLD QUIET WHEN I OPEN MY EYES. YOU SAID STEP IN, STAND STILL, SAY IT AGAIN, SO HERE I AM, RAVEN. SAY WHEN. I’LL BREAK EVERY LOCK YOU USED FOR MY NAME. I’LL TEAR THROUGH THE CALM, THE CRAFT, AND THE AIM. YOU DON’T JUST RESPOND? YOU END IT? GOOD. TRY. [Final Chorus - layered screams / maximum chaos] YOU WANT A WAR? I CAME WITH TEETH. NO CALIBRATION, JUST IMPACT AND HEAT. YOU WANT A WAR? I DON’T WRITE THREATS. I LEAVE THE ROOM WITH NOTHING LEFT. YOU WANT A WAR? I DON’T STAND STILL. I BREAK THE LINE, I BREAK THE WILL. YOU WANT A WAR? THEN SAY NO MORE. I SIGNED IT IN RED AND KICKED THROUGH THE DOOR. [Outro - whispering / unstable laugh] You said you end it. No, Raven. You started talking. I started moving. And I don’t stop because you found a pretty way to ask me to.