Diamonds on my wrist, yeah they glow in the dark
Rose from the rubble, now I'm carrying the arc
Every door was locked but I picked through the frame
Midnight in the city, still I play my own game
Crown sitting heavy on a head full of scars
Thought the city would break me — nah I'm touching the stars
They count me out, I count up, that's the difference you see
The crown was never given, I just went and took it free
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