My Crown, My Curse – A Still Revolution

You thought I was sugar and sin
A pretty face you could fold within
But I was forged in fire and pain
Woke up screaming in the rain

I do not break, I do not beg
I don’t stand still or play it safe
You saw the storm behind my eyes
And still, you chose to stay and fight

I never needed saving
But you saw the scars and stayed
Now we burn like loaded chambers
Laughing as the heavens shake

This is my crown, this is my curse
I’m the queen and the worst
You kissed the chaos on my lips
Now we bleed, now we burn, now we live
I am the fire, I am the flame
You are the only one insane enough to stay
We are the broken who never rehearse—
You are my vow
And I am your curse

Don’t call this sweet, don’t call this pure
It’s battle-born and battle-sure
We built this house on sleepless nights
On screaming truths and shattered pride

But you… you loved the beast in me
The wild thing I set free
So I wear your name in how I fight
In every kiss that draws blood right

I don’t need roses, I don’t need rules
But I need the way you burn right through
You see the wreckage, you see the flame
And love me harder anyway

You want clean hands?
Then drop the crown
You want real love?
Then burn it down
This is not gentle
This is not grace—
This is bloodlust dressed in lace