Verse 1
Woke up again with the same old promise
Ink on the page, but the hands stay still
Mouth full of thunder, veins full of rust
Screaming tomorrow like it owes you dust Walk the same cracked sidewalk, shoes full of holes
Swear you’re a lion, but you sound like a ghost
The rain keeps falling on everything you sold
Cheap words wash away, leave the truth exposed Pre-Chorus
I hear you preaching from your plastic throne
But the mirror’s laughing, baby, you’re alone Chorus
You are what you do!
Not the smoke you blow, not the lies you chew
Every step you fake, every move you lose
You are what you do!
(What you do… what you do…) Verse 2
Fractured dreams in a teenage cage
Rebel heart in a dying age
Talk about freedom while you chain your rage
Build a kingdom of maybes on an empty stage Friends all nodding like they believe the script
But the actions pile up like bodies in a crypt
You carve your name in the air with a dull blade
It disappears – nothing ever gets made Pre-Chorus
The universe don’t care about your pretty plan
It only counts the blood on your hands Chorus
You are what you do!
Not the hymns you scream, not the flags you flew
Every silent morning that you sleep right through
You are what you do!
(What you do… what you do…) Bridge (half-time, spoken-sung, building tension)
Break the glass… feel the cut…
That’s the only sermon that don’t lie
No more “someday,” no more “but…”
This is the grave where your excuses die Guitar Solo (raw, wailing, feedback-drenched) Final Chorus (louder, desperate, voices layered)
You are what you do!
Not the man you say, not the saint you drew
The world keeps spinning while you’re waiting to
Become what you do! Outro (slow, fading over repeated riff)
Dirt on the hands…
Truth in the dirt…
You are… what you do…
(What you do… what you do…)

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