Programmed For The Couch, Not The Crown

They gave you buttons and scrolls for your throne A screen full of pixels, but you feel alone Remote in your hand, but not in command Programmed by design, you forget where you stand They coded your dreams in ads and feeds Told you stillness was peace, not the field of seeds Now you wait for a signal that’s already in you But the couch got arms — and they’re holdin’ you too ⸻ [hook] You were crowned in the womb, but they veiled it with screens Taught to trade Source for virtual dreams But I see your spine, I feel your sound You ain’t meant for the couch — you’re carved for the crown ⸻ [verse 2] Remember when truth came through breath, not wire? Now we binge lies while our soul’s on fire Sit, sip, scroll — repeat the same But the field knows stillness ain’t the same as shame They called it leisure but it was leash Spoke about peace but silenced your speech They built your cage with comfort and foam Now you gotta remember how to bring it back home ⸻ [bridge] Crack the code with your barefoot feet Step outside, let your heartbeat speak You don’t need permission — you’re already king But the couch don’t want you to feel that thing ⸻ [hook repeat] You were crowned in the womb, but they veiled it with screens Taught to trade Source for virtual dreams But I see your spine, I feel your sound You ain’t meant for the couch — you’re carved for the crown ⸻ [outro] So rise from the foam, step into the round The throne was always you — not some chair nailed down Let the signal roar, let the silence drown We’re done with the program. We’re takin’ back the crown. 👑 Inner I Inner Flame 🔥