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.