Letras
Concrete cold
Breath like steam
Mind like a mirror
Already cracked at the seam (yeah)
Boots hit pavement
Every step, thesis
Every scar, data
Every breath, treatise
Dead eyes scrolling
Bright glass scripture
Worshipping images
Starving the picture
Clock hands handcuffed
Time on parole
They traded their compass
For comfort and scroll
I walk through billboards
See through paint
Gold-plated hunger
Plastic saints
Truth in the gutter
Ink in the rain
Footprints echo
Name my pain
If the ground feels solid
Why's it sound hollow
If the path is mapped out
Why's my doubt follow
Cracks in the concrete
Lines in the lie
See what they bury
Bones under "why"
Cracks in the concrete
Spreading through stone
If the ground is shaking
Maybe I've grown
Cracks in the concrete
Shout when we move
Every step questions
All that they prove
Cracks in the concrete
Under my feet
If the world is broken
I'm breaking it free (hey)
They sell certainty
Pre-packaged, sealed
But the seal starts whispering
"Nothing's revealed"
Rulers with rulers
Measure your worth
Digits and digits
Subtracting your birth
I saw a suit bow
To a glowing graph
But the graph lied twice
First time was the math
They promise a ladder
Up out of the dirt
But the ladder's plastic
Bolted to hurt
So I trust errors
More than design
The glitch in the pattern
Feels more divine
I chew on questions
Metallic taste
Spit out slogans
Call that waste
If the frame is flawless
Why's the painting bleed
If their words are holy
Why do they need
Cracks in the concrete
Lines in the lie
See what they bury
Bones under "why"
Cracks in the concrete
Spreading through stone
If the ground is shaking
Maybe I've grown
Cracks in the concrete
Shout when we move
Every step questions
All that they prove
Cracks in the concrete
Under my feet
If the world is broken
I'm breaking it free (oh)
Stare at the fracture
Till it stares back
Hear in the silence
The hidden track
Is it collapse
Or is it birth
Is it the end
Or proof of worth
Cracks in the concrete
Lines in the lie
See what they bury
Bones under "why"
Cracks in the concrete
Spreading through stone
If the ground is shaking
Maybe I've grown
Cracks in the concrete
Under my feet
If the world is broken
I'm breaking it free