
Chosen
VERSE 1 (soft, breathy) I made it… Yeah, I finally made it Penthouse views, quiet rooms Freedom feels sacred Funny how everything I lost Was never really gone It was clearing space For the woman I’d become HOOK (whispered, layered) It was right when I was alone That’s when I grew What was meant for me stayed with me What wasn’t… wasn’t meant for you VERSE 2 (very soft, emotional) I confused attachment for love I confused comfort for truth I held on to what felt familiar When destiny was calling me new They liked me small, they liked me unsure They liked me when I needed more But the moment I stood in my power They couldn’t recognize me anymore FINAL HOOK / OUTRO (barely above a whisper) I grew… Yeah, I grew… And what’s for me Will always be (ad-libs:) meant for me… chosen… free…

