The world is crazy. Illusions all around. Is anyone listening... Or is garbage the only sound? Who am I to whisper? Who am I to sing? As my voice shatters The earth beneath my feet. Where the hell is freedom? Where the fuck are dreams? Maybe they were buried... Somewhere underneath me. Digging through the wreckage. Digging through the shame. I wasn't searching for tomorrow... I was searching for my name. Whispers in the shadows. Sweet nothings in the dark. Telling me I'm stronger Than the cage inside my heart. Let the towers crumble. Let the masks all fall. I'd rather stand here bleeding Than never stand at all. Every crack lets sunlight in. Every scar can breathe. Maybe all this breaking... Is becoming me. So I keep... Digging through the wreckage. Digging through the shame. I wasn't searching for tomorrow... I was searching for my name.
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