Crabs In A Bucket Lunr Reverb

Listen close, hear the claws in the dark
Not the sea — just a pit for the stuck and the marked

We were born on the edge of the tide
Salt on our lips, iron sky open wide
Every one of us dreamed of the rim
But the rim is a myth when you're stuck with the swarm
One climbs up — the rest grab and pull
Not out of hate, just a habit so cruel
Claw against claw, calling it kin
While the truth is a cage we keep locked from within

Somebody's pulling up, somebody's pulling down
Can't tell the ceiling from the edge of the ground

Crabs in a bucket, crabs in a bucket
We burn our own wings before we can fly it
One step toward the light and they cling to your feet
Crabs in a bucket — a cage made of belief
But I'll open my claw, I'll open my claw
I'll choose the sky over the war in the straw

A philosopher down there once told a young crab
Freedom's not strength — it's the choice you don't grab
Why drag your brother to the floor where you stand
When you both could crawl out, side by side, hand in hand?
But fear is the smarter one, fear plays it slow
It whispers: "let everyone carry their own
So we echo the scripts we were never asked to write
Forgetting the sky has no edges, no height

Somebody's pulling up, somebody's pulling down
But the exit's not there where you're always sliding down

Crabs in a bucket, crabs in the fog
We're the leash and the guard on our own harder walk
One step outside and the chorus screams loud
Where do you think you're going without us, without the crowd?
But I'll open my claw, I'll tear through this thread
I don't wanna live in this shell 'til I'm dead

What if we don't pull?
What if we let go?
What if we just help
Each other find the door?
Then it's not a pit, then it's a launch
Then we rise together, not alone on our own

Crabs in a bucket — it was, not anymore
We opened our claws, we don't hide, we don't war
The sky's not divided, the sky's for us all
And the one who got out reaches back for the fall
We'll open our claws, we'll open our claws
We'll choose the sky over the war in the straw!

Listen close, hear the silence now grow
The bucket stands empty, the moon hangs low