Gaslight Gospel

I was caged in your shadow, called love, it was war

Every “sorry” just another lock on the door

You wrote scripts, played victim, I was cast as the beast

While you fed them your fiction and starved me of peace

Gaslight gospel, had me doubting my sight

Said the bruises were “normal,” said the screams were a fight

I was loyal, I was bleeding, I was begging for truth

You were busy rehearsing what to say to the room

Yeah, you polished your halo with my broken name

Turned my pain to your armor, called the damage “fame”

Every friend got a sermon, every lie got a face

While I learned how to breathe in a hostile place

You left me on the streets, yeah, stripped of my name

Left for dead in the cold, but I survived the shame

Told the world I was crazy, made yourself look clean

Now I’m rising from the wreckage of the lies you weaved

I was on the streets, but I carved my escape

From your dungeon of mirrors and your venomous takes

You tried to kill my reflection, tried to bury my voice

Now I’m louder, I’m living—yeah, I still had a choice

You told everyone stories where I’m painted a monster

While you played misunderstood, just a sad little martyr

Every lie had a purpose, every tear was a tool

You were king of perception, I was trapped in the rule

You took my kindness for weakness, my hope for a leash

But the thing about survivors—we remember our teeth

I rebuilt in the silence where you thought I would rot

Learned my worth in the ashes of the hell that you brought

I ain’t mad, I’m awakened

Every scar is a statement

You can keep all the faces

That believed your arrangements

Truth don’t scream, it just takes a bow

I don’t need your forgiveness

look at me now

You left me on the streets, yeah, stripped of my name

Left for dead in the cold, but I survived the shame

Told the world I was evil, made yourself look sane

Now I’m standing in daylight, unashamed

I was on the streets, but I took back my breath

You don’t get resurrection when you deal out death

I don’t wear what you branded, I don’t carry your chains

I’m the proof you were wrong—and I’m still here, unbroken, unchanged

But I’m free, I’m fierce, I remember who I am

I was left for dead—now watch me stand.