Lyrics- They keep telling me to change my way But who made the rules that shape these days When truth is a crime and silence pays I won’t sit still while the system decays Older generations act like pain’s pretend Like we ain’t dying just to blend Tell us to toughen up be a man While ignoring the scars they helped began You call us weak for needing light But we grew in shadows learned to fight Your morals cracked outdated glass Respect ain’t earned just by age that’s passed If your world view’s still black and white Then don’t be shocked when we set it right You scream tradition we scream change Cause we were raised in trauma’s cage Who built the system that feeds on fear Where truth’s a threat and hope disappears Where laws protect the men in suits But chains still drag on migrant boots You say we’re lost but we know the score You made the game then blamed the board You call it madness we call it war We are what you ignored Not anymore Don’t tell us we’re too loud Who the fuck are you to silence the crowd Freedom’s not a gift you get to gate Respect is earned not tied to date If you won’t speak truth then move aside You’re part of the problem if you choose to hide How the hell you old and still blind-eyed While our generation’s barely staying alive They say «Be patient” as if we can wait While sirens echo through every state How many lives will they erase before they see all war is a mask for hate They sign our fate with a thousand pens While kids bleed out to make amends They call it peace with a loaded gun But silence don’t mean that the war is done They drop the bombs then blame the youth Twist every truth then sell us proof While we bury brothers in stolen soil They profit off blood and call it oil Excuse me can you meet my eyes Can you hear the truth or just their lies They debate rights while they pass new chains Vote on who deserves all the pain We scream justice they call us loud But justice don’t come from suits in a crowd You say we’re lost but we know the score You made the game then blamed the board You call it madness we call it war We are what you ignored Not anymore Don’t tell us we’re too loud Who the fuck are you to silence the crowd Freedom’s not a gift you get to gate Respect is earned not tied to date They guard the borders close every gate Then blame the starving for their fate Bomb your home then call you threat Make you beg for help you’ll never get Palestine cries while you sip your tea Scroll past genocide like it’s history From the river to the sea we shout Freedom isn’t something you vote out It’s not just tweets it’s lives on hold It’s grief it’s rage it’s stories untold They televise wars make murder trends Hand kids a flag and say defend You say we’re lost but we know the score You made the game then blamed the board You call it madness we call it war We are what you ignored Not anymore Don’t tell us we’re too loud Who the fuck are you to silence the crowd Freedom’s not a gift you get to gate Respect is earned not tied to date They fund the bullets then mourn the dead Write condolences while turning their heads Talk climate change with oil-stained hands Build green campaigns on stolen lands But what are we fighting and who decides Why are we burying children with pride They say the woke are sick and call us fake But we’re not broken We’re awake more

Lyrics- I’d rather feel pain than feel nothing at all Give me the heartbreak, the rage, let it fall This numbness is louder than thunder inside It’s not just my chest It’s my whole damn mind It’s not a weight in my stomach, it’s deeper than that It’s a chill through my spine that don’t ever go flat They say “just explain it” like that even works How do you paint what’s beyond the worst I scream but it echoes in silence and dust I cry but the tears don’t know who to trust I’ve got a good life, a family that’s pure But joy don’t knock at my door no more When did feeling alive turn into a chase Now it’s fear and anxiety wearing my face Every day’s the same same panic, same hell Same war in my head I don’t know how to tell I hide in my room like it’s safer in here Not ‘cause I’m lazy, but drowning in fear They say “You should talk,” like I haven’t before They don’t see how it fills up more If they felt what I feel Would they still say “heal” Would they call it a choice If they heard this voice I didn’t ask for this storm Didn’t ask to feel torn But they talk like it’s easy Like the pain don’t bleed me Weeks in the dark, no shower, no light My body’s still here but I’m losing the fight They say it’s routine just “fix your day” But my thoughts don’t leave when I clean my face I’ve told my story so many damn times Each time I talk, I lose more of my spine They say “You’re too much,” like I don’t agree Like I haven’t tried shutting down every piece of me They don’t feel the burn in my skin Or the crowd in my head that won’t let me win I’ve got more thoughts than people alive Each one screaming to just survive I walk in a world that never adapts And they wonder why I collapse They say “just choose a better path” But this ain’t a road, it’s a bloodbath If they felt what I feel Would they still say “heal” Would they call it a choice If they heard this voice I didn’t ask for this storm Didn’t ask to feel torn But they talk like it’s easy Like the pain don’t bleed me They say I should fight, that I’ve got the tools But they don’t live with this weight of rules They never knew what I’ve had to fake What it costs to smile when your soul just breaks I’m not lazy, i’m trying to breathe Trying to hold on to what’s underneath If they felt it for just one day They’d beg to take it all away If they felt what I feel Would they still say “heal” Would they call it a choice If they heard this voice I didn’t ask for this storm Didn’t ask to feel torn But they talk like it’s easy Like the pain don’t bleed me more

A raw, powerful cry for humanity to wake up. This song exposes the spiritual decay, violence, and blindness of modern society — asking urgent questions about our path, our choices, and our future. It calls for inner awakening, unity, and peace — before it’s too late. A sonic protest. A soul’s plea. A mirror held to the world. more