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We Are The Reason

Darius Novak

Released

March 5, 2026

Last 7 Days

$644

Buzz

0.3

Chart Snapshot

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This Week

Peak #9

21 weeks on chart

Last Week

Not Charted

Daily Score

26.0

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Performance Stats

Quality97.3

Buzz0.3

Weeks on Chart21

Awards0

Revenue

Last 7 Days$644

Cumulative Revenue$4.5M

Daily Score26.0

Today$43

Lyrics

March 5, 2026

(Verse 1)
Blood in the cradle, fists on the crib
Father’s rage painted red on the kid
Mother trades milk for a mirror and line
Sacrifices tomorrow for one more high
Cities choke on needles and neon lies
Sirens sing lullabies while the innocent die

(Pre-Chorus)
We sell the needle, we sell the skin
We sell the promise that tomorrow won’t win
Greed wears a crown, envy holds the throne
Pride builds the gallows we hang our own

(Chorus)
Fallen is the flesh, rotten to the core
Hate in the cradle, murder at the door
Rape in the shadows, lust in the light
We tear each other open just to feel alive
Betrayal’s the currency, corruption the king
Humanity’s anthem is the scream of everything
We are the plague
We are the knife
We are the reason the world lost its life

(Verse 2)
Nations carve borders with bombs and with flags
Chauvinist hunger wrapped in patriotic rags
Traitors sell secrets for a handful of gold
While families fracture for stories untold
Wives trade their vows for a stranger’s bed
Husbands trade daughters for power instead
Addiction’s the leash, fame is the chain
We choke on the pleasure and call it gain

(Pre-Chorus)
We watch the burning and shrug at the flame
As long as it’s not our house, we stay in the game
We let the evil walk free if it passes us by
And call it tolerance while children cry

(Chorus)
Fallen is the flesh, rotten to the core
Hate in the cradle, murder at the door
Rape in the shadows, lust in the light
We tear each other open just to feel alive
Greed feeds the war, envy loads the gun
Pride builds the empire, betrayal gets it done
We are the cancer
We are the cure
We are the reason there’s no fucking cure

(Bridge)
We rape the earth and call it progress
We sell our kids to the algorithm’s caress
We beat the weak and crown the cruel
We drown in excess and still want more fuel
Every virtue’s a mask, every mercy’s a lie
We smile at the slaughter and ask ourselves why
The mirror shows monsters
And we wink at the glass
Humanity’s legacy is the boot on the grass

(Final Chorus)
Fallen is the flesh, rotten through and through
Every hand that reaches is stained black and blue
We murder the stranger, we murder the kin
We murder the silence and call it a win
We sell the addiction, we sell the shame
We sell the whole species and keep the same name
We are the plague
We are the knife
We are the reason there’s no fucking life

(Outro)
Fallen…
Fallen…
We built the pyre
And lit the match
And called it freedom
And called it that

Revenue History

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Date	Revenue
Jul 26, 2026	$410
Jul 25, 2026	$437
Jul 24, 2026	$463
Jul 23, 2026	$486
Jul 22, 2026	$508
Jul 21, 2026	$538
Jul 20, 2026	$544

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