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Bright Mess

V6

[Verse 1] I used to count the ways I came apart, like every strange note meant I missed the start. You catch me mid-sentence, I change the tune; I laugh at the rules that I outgrew. [Pre-Chorus] You see the colors I tried to disguise, I’m done translating them into your lines. [Chorus] This is my face, my pulse, my name, all of the odd parts stay in the frame. You bring your weather, I bring mine; we make a bright mess, and we call it alive. [Verse 2] Your laugh runs fast, mine takes its time, we hit different beats and still intertwine. No matching mold, no matching phrase, just every true thing taking its place. [Pre-Chorus] You see the colors I tried to disguise, I’m done translating them into your lines. [Chorus] This is my face, my pulse, my name, all of the odd parts stay in the frame. You bring your weather, I bring mine; we make a bright mess, and we call it alive. [Bridge] Let every difference ring out clear, I’m more myself with you right here. [Final Chorus] This is my face, my pulse, my name, all of the odd parts stay in the frame. You bring your weather, I bring mine; we make a bright mess, and we call it alive.