LYRIC FOR SALE

By Polaria

I will survive.
But I’ll never recover.
Born with bullets in the chamber.
Hand me the revolver.

Shoot me.

I’m done waiting for closure.
Shoot me`
With a bullet holy.
Like prayer in reverse.
I’m not cursed`
I was rehearsed in the worst.

Bang. Bang. Bang.

Tell God I’m sober.
Saint was watchin’
While I lost composure.

Bang. Bang. Bang.

I don’t need closure.
I bled through the cross
and came back colder.

(Repeat once with rising vocal stack)
( Flow punches, 808 kicks build each line)

Took the knife to my chest
Preacher hear my confession.
It wasn’t suicide, it was protection.

Blood on the altar, eyes wide.
Even holy water gotta pick a side.

Jesus wept, but I sing loud.

Turned hymns
into lines of powder.

If the Lord held a gun on creation day…
would He still make a girl
He’d throw away?

(HOOK – Repeat with deeper tone)
Bang. Bang. Bang.

Tell God I’m sober.
Saint was watchin’
while I lost composure.


Bang. Bang. Bang.

I don’t need closure.
I bled through the cross
and came back colder.’

(BRIDGE – whispered, layered over broken synth chords)
Forgive me, Father,
for what I became.

Swallowed my sins,
changed my name.
Saints in the mirror
don’t look the same.

Eyes gone hollow
who’s to blame?

(OUTRO – Spoken & Sung Hybrid, slow beat fade)
They say I survived`
like that’s the win.

But I scream in the silence
they buried me in.


I blink,
whole years gone missing.
I speak,
but no one’s listening.

So I
pull the trigger.

Scream in rhythm.
I make gospel hymns
out of violence.`

Bang.
The saint was watching.
But he never stopped me.
But he never stopped me.
But he never stopped me.