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You aim your pointed accusations straight at me
But every word you fire is a mirror that you see
You believe you're landing blows that cut me to the bone
But every strike reveals the fractures in your own throne
You point your finger, sharpened like a deadly spear
But the blade you carry turns to pierce your own fear
You think I'll break beneath the weight of what you say
But I'm still standing tall while your own world decays
Your anger is a shield for the hurt you never show
But under all your noise, the truth you'll never know
You build a fortress from the lies you tell yourself
But every brick you lay just ruins your own health
The sharper your words, the clearer your reflection shows
But you refuse to see the image that nobody knows
I'm not broken, I just gaze through you now
Each stone you throw reveals your fragile vow
Your stone falls back
Cracks are spreading wide on the track
I see the storm behind your attack
And the damage isn't mine, it's your lack
I'm not the fool here
The truth is in your mirror, not my fear
You're throwing stones, hiding in your sphere
Your anger doesn't scare me; it makes your fortress clear
Now see clear
Your verbal blades were polished to a gleam
Now they shatter into dust and lose their steam
You shaped each syllable to be a blade
But every cut you throw comes back as your own charade
You thought your poison words would make me sink low
But I'm the one who stays afloat, you're the one below
You dragged my name through mud to build up your defense
But every falsehood told becomes a brick in your pretense
You call it victory when I walk away
But silence is a language that you can't replay
The louder that you shout, the smaller is your frame
And every sound you make will bounce and lose its claim
The more you burn, the more your brittle edges fall off
But you would rather feed the fire than admit you're small
I'm standing in the calm, you're in the clear
Your fire shows your own reflection severe
Your stone falls back
Cracks are spreading wide on the track
I know your castle's built on sinking sand
Your foundation cracks by your own hand
I'm not your wreckage
Your towers crumble into dust, one by one
You call it winning, but it's undone
The victory you claim is just a loaded gun
Now you run
