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Paper Thrones
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Korean Hip-Hop
Paper Thrones was released on April 15, 2025 by MelgeMusic as a part of the album Great Times
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Release DateApril 15, 2025
LabelMelgeMusic
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Melge
Melge
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Melge
Melge
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Melge
Melge
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, look around.
All I see are crowns made of fool's gold. Let's talk about it.
In a world where everyone's chasing the shine,
Stacking up their dollars but running out of time.
Flashing all their cash like it validates their worth,
But their souls are running empty—what's the profit on this earth?
Scrolling through the 'Gram, likes dictate their mood,
Mirror on the wall, but the reflection's skewed.
Living for the follows, addicted to fame,
Sold their own identities just to play the game.
Paper thrones and plastic kings,
Trading hearts for diamond rings.
Lost inside a shallow scene,
Obsessed with what the money brings.
Chasing shadows, losing track,
Can't buy time you won't get back.
In the end, it's all the same,
A hollow crown in a pointless game.
She's got designer bags, but the baggage isn't designer,
Empty conversations while she climbs higher.
Filters on her face but can't filter out the pain,
Running from herself in this artificial lane.
He's driving a new Mercedes but he's miles from content,
A mansion on the hill, but his happiness is spent.
Deals under the table, accounts in the black,
But when the lights go down, can't buy his soul back.
They say clothes make the man, but the threads are wearing thin,
A house of cards they're living in, with storms about to begin.
Faces in the spotlight, but the spotlight fades,
Fortune's just a fickle friend in this masquerade.
Billboards and bright lights—they're blind to the truth,
Neglecting all the wisdom they held in their youth.
Numbers on a screen define their success,
But can't measure meaning or the love they suppress.
Fame is just a vapor, money burns fast,
Chasing after winds that will never last.
In empty halls, trophies on the shelf,
Surrounded by the world but estranged from themselves.
Paper thrones and plastic kings,
Trading hearts for diamond rings.
Lost inside a shallow scene,
Obsessed with what the money brings.
Chasing shadows, losing track,
Can't buy time you won't get back.
In the end, it's all the same,
A hollow crown in a pointless game.
Maybe it's time to step away,
Find a different path today.
Value what we cannot hold,
Stories waiting to be told.
Look behind the painted mask,
Life's too short for empty tasks.
In the silence, hear the call,
Without the weight, we stand tall.
Written by: Melge
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