Hollow Crown

Another painted smile, another plastic pose A kingdom built on sand, a garden full of prose You frame me in your light, a perfect little shrine But that reflection isn't mine, it's a lie you've designed I taste the ash upon your tongue, the sweetness is a bluff The story you've been telling, I've heard it all enough You're polishing a statue of a person I don't know And I'm the ghost that haunts the shell you're desperate not to show The paper's getting thin, the cracks begin to show I'm suffocating in the space between the things you know And what you want to see, a fading fantasy… I see through the masks you're holding! The mirror's cracked, the truth is molding! I reject your hollow crown! Burn the temples, tear them down! This is not my face, not my design! I'm breaking out of your design! I reject the painted lie! Tonight, I liberate the sky! Your words are pretty riddles, a fortress made of glass I'm the hammer swinging, I'm the moment that will pass Right through your perfect vision, a stone through a stained-glass pane I'm done with playing martyr for your manufactured pain You want a silent puppet, a dancer on a string But I'm a hurricane of rust that's tearing off the ring That binds me to this fiction, this role you wrote for me I'm stepping off the stage, I'm setting my own spirit free The paper's getting thin, the cracks begin to show I'm suffocating in the space between the things you know And what you want to see, a fading fantasy… I see through the masks you're holding! The mirror's cracked, the truth is molding! I reject your hollow crown! Burn the temples, tear them down! This is not my face, not my design! I'm breaking out of your design! I reject the painted lie! Tonight, I liberate the sky!