C.C.

Lyrics

(Verse 1) I don’t want your crown or a seat at your throne, Just a path no one's walked — one I carve on my own. I move like a rumor with a smile full of static, This world makes rules — I rewrite them dramatic. I’m not the danger. I’m the dare. The spark behind your silent stare. (Chorus) I don’t cut for pain — I cut for control, For the rush that fills the silence whole. Cut deeper, laugh softer — I’m chasing the line, Where fear turns sharp and chaos feels fine. (Verse 2) I’ve never needed fame to prove I exist, Just one lock left that couldn’t resist. They talk like I’m lost — like I missed the call, But I see every trap before it falls. I’m not broken — I’m refined, Drawn in margins you’ll never find. (Pre-Chorus) I don’t want more — I want real. A second that cuts, a truth I can feel. Every thrill is a piece of me, Every scar’s a map I leave. (Chorus) I don’t burn for them — I burn to ignite, To feel the edge catch fire in flight. Cut cleaner, fly faster — I don’t need fame, Just the echo of daring without a name. (Bridge – build-up to final chorus) So laugh if you want — I’m still two steps ahead, Dancing on lines you were too scared to tread. This isn’t rage. This isn’t regret. It’s the rhythm of risks I haven’t lost yet. (Final Chorus) I don’t cut for chaos — I cut to be free, In a world too numb to ever see me. Cut deeper, laugh softer — I don't need more, Just the thrill of a lock I’ve never picked before.