Once your eyes are truly open, there is no going back.You can’t unsee what you’ve seen.You can’t fall asleep once you’re awake.This is about the irreversible awakening where illusions fall away and hidden truths surface, bringing shock, anger, and clarity. It’s about leaving comfort behind, breaking free from control, reclaiming identity, and stepping into a self-defined reality.
Music ByAi Song Maker, SuperImposedLyrics ByAi Song Maker, Superimposed
[Verse 1]Woke up with a weight on my chestSame room, but the colors all wrongScreen glow like a priest in the darkPreach fear, sell pain, call it “moving along”Headlines read like a script for a playSame names, same frames, same angles they spinPretty cage, but the bars see-throughYou feel the lock long before you walk inPulled the thread on a casual thoughtWhy every channel got the same cheap plotWhy every leader got the same blank eyesLip-sync lines that they never once wrotePulled back the curtain in my own headFound chains made of words that they said“Fit in, sit down, don’t ask”Heard it crack when I finally asked “Why?”[Chorus]Now my eyes wide in a world asleep (wake up)I see ghosts in the smiles they keep (face up)Pulled the curtain, watched the actors freezeAll this time it was scripted scenesGot a fire in my mind, it burns (burns)Every pretty little lie I learned (learned)I won’t bow to a painted throneI broke out, I became my own[Verse 2]Talk soft, but my thoughts too loudCan’t blend when you see through the crowdEvery ad feel like a hand on my throatEvery law like a tag on my coatThey sell comfort, call it a cureBut the fine print shaped like a fenceTrade your hunger for their plastic peaceThey keep you full, never let you intenseI cut cords like I’m shedding my skinTurned the fear into fuel withinLet their labels fall flat at my feetI’m not “this” or “that”, I’m the one who speaksFriends say I’m “doing too much”Then whisper they feel it as wellThey just scared of that break in the mirrorWhere the mask slips off and you meet yourselfSo I stand in the static and screamI’d rather bleed than live in their dreamIf truth makes me a problem, fineI was born to redraw the line[Chorus]Now my eyes wide in a world asleep (wake up)I see ghosts in the smiles they keep (face up)Pulled the curtain, watched the actors freezeAll this time it was scripted scenesGot a fire in my mind, it burns (burns)Every pretty little lie I learned (learned)I won’t bow to a painted throneI broke out, I became my own[Outro]Chains on the floor, not on my handsVoice in my chest, not in their plansSilence feels honest, finally mineI walk through the ruins and call it “designed”No savior coming, I’m the signI chose the question over the shrineClear-eyed, standing in the smokeI am the truth that their story provoked
Once your eyes are truly open, there is no going back. You can’t unsee what you’ve seen. You can’t fall asleep once you’re awake.This song is a raw, electrifying anthem of awakening. It captures the exact moment the veil rips apart—the heavy chest, the wrong-colored world, the sudden realization that everything you’ve been fed was carefully scripted. From the glowing screens preaching fear, to the smiling ghosts on every channel, to the invisible chains made of words like “fit in” and “don’t ask,” the lyrics drag you through the discomfort of seeing clearly for the first time.It’s about that irreversible shift: pulling the thread, hearing the crack, and choosing truth over comfort. The fire in the mind that burns away every pretty little lie. The refusal to bow to painted thrones and scripted scenes. It’s angry, liberating, and defiant all at once—turning fear into fuel, shedding old skin, and standing in the static screaming rather than living someone else’s dream.By the outro, the chains are on the floor, the mask is gone, and the narrator walks through the ruins not broken, but reborn—clear-eyed, self-made, and finally honest.A powerful wake-up call for anyone who’s ever felt the lock before they even touched the cage. This isn’t just a song. It’s the sound of becoming your own.
