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In the shadows where the echoes linger, Thoughts twisted tight, like a noose on my finger, Psycho visions dancing, they’re painting my fate, In a mind full of madness, I’m the one they can’t break. Whispers in the dark, yeah, they fuel my fire, Dreams of greatness rise, but the stakes get higher, Running from the past, but it’s chasing me still, Every heartbeat’s a reminder of the void I can’t fill. Locked in a cage, but my spirit won’t fade, Blueprints of a king in the mess that I made, I’m spitting bars like they’re bullets from a gun, A mental patient’s vision, but I’m not the only one. Climbing out the wreckage, yeah, I’m breaking the mold, In a world made of ice, I’m the fire that’s bold, So watch me rise from the depths of despair, With a mind full of dreams, I’m the breath of fresh air.