
Der Preis der Stärke: eine Rüstung aus Eis, die schützt und zugleich abtötet. Alle klatschen, keiner fragt, was darunter begraben liegt.
I built this shell like a second skin
No cracks show, no way in
They said "you're strong now", yeah, guess I am
But why does it feel like I lost who I am?
Used to feel everything, now it's just static
Smile in the mirror, but it looks automatic
Pain made me colder, but I'm numb inside
Every scar turned ice I wear with pride
They clap when I walk through fire and glass
But no one asks what I buried in the past
Victory feels like silence, not peace
Guess healing ain't the same as release
This cold armor fits me tight
Keeps me safe, but kills something inside
I don't cry, I don't feel
Is this power, or just unreal?
I leveled up, but lost some soul
Now I break things I can't control
Yeah, I'm strong, but not alive
Just surviving in this ice
I don't trust like I used to do
Every smile feels like a threat in view
They say "you've changed," and I nod like it's fine
But truth is, I left my heart behind
This ain't growth, it's self-defense
And I wear it like it makes more sense
They see armor, I feel void
I won the war, but I got destroyed
I used to cry to feel alive
Now I hold my breath and survive
Is this the cost of getting strong?
If so... maybe I've been wrong
This cold armor fits me tight
Keeps me safe, but kills something inside
I don't cry, I don't feel
Is this power, or just unreal?
I leveled up, but lost some soul
Now I break things I can't control
Yeah, I'm strong, but not alive
Just surviving in this ice
So don't call it growth if I disappeared
Don't call it strength if I just got weird
This armor saved me, that's no lie
But tell me...
is it worth it if I can't cry?