[Verse 1] Up late nights writing lines into song From the age of five, I knew this is where I belonged A gift from my dad, wouldn’t let it rest Feel the rhythm, hear it beating in my chest Guitar in hand, words on the page Turned into songs as the night still fades Sunrise hits, so does my soul You can’t copy me — I live what I wrote [Pre-Chorus] I didn’t learn this from a screen Didn’t shortcut pain to sound Every line’s a mile behind me Every note earned on the ground [Chorus] If you copycat, copy me Take the sound, not the weight You can borrow all the words But you can’t borrow what it takes One verse, one chorus, one straight line This is me — my rhythm, my rhyme [Verse 2] Journals first, before applause Before anyone clapped or called it art Long nights talking to a turning page Questions born from every note I play You can hit repeat, chase a tone Borrow legends, wear their names But I stood here when no one looked Learning fire, learning flame [Pre-Chorus] I don’t own the sound of thunder I don’t gatekeep how it’s played But there’s a cost you can’t download For the miles that made my way [Chorus] If you copycat, copy me Take the sound, not the weight You can borrow all the words But you can’t borrow what it takes One verse, one chorus, one straight line This is me — my rhythm, my rhyme [Bridge] Sun comes up, I’m still awake Ink-stained hands, tired eyes Some people chase reflections I just keep becoming mine I won’t call you out by name I won’t play that hollow scene If my voice helped you find yours Go ahead — just don’t erase me [Final Chorus] If you copycat, copy me Take the sound, not the weight You can borrow all the words But you can’t borrow what it takes One verse, one chorus, one straight line This is me — my rhythm, my rhyme [Outro] This is where I belong. This is my song.
