[clean electric guitar, palm-muted rhythmic plucking] [soft vocals] I... I don't feel like history [guitar continues] I'm falling further into the past and as i do i get closer and closer to an uncertain future. I'm alone in a world where i isolate and stay quiet without exploring my power, my ability outside the walls of home. my energy overflows let's finally see where this goes. [Chorus] This ain't a plaque on a wall, no chapter locked up in stone Just a pulse in the static, a voice I made on my own No museum frame, no legend built to hold Just a day by day story, rough around the edges, still untold I don't feel like history, I'm not some fixed-up memory I don't want to be a footnote, I want you here with me Hand me back my name, I'm stuck in this maze with no clean way through Pushing past what I can't fake, trying to make it true [fast rap][style change] I'm pushing my body harder than I can frame more than my mind can maintain. Life is so complicated yet stuck in refrain. Look out for my bleeding brain. Pull the frame back to maintain, welcoming the refrain. The loop it calls torus twisting like time's DNA, repulsing and capturing me in the same breath. I'm not a finished chapter, no artifact on display I'm not a brief mention, I want you here to stay Restore my essence, trapped in this tangle with no straight line Forging past what I can't be, letting my truth shine [Chorus] This ain't a plaque on a wall, no chapter locked up in stone Just a pulse in the static, a voice I made on my own No museum frame, no legend built to hold Just a day by day story, rough around the edges, still untold This isn't ancient history, no relic of what used to be I'm not a minor detail, I need your company Return my identity, caught in this bind with no easy out Breaking free from what's a lie, putting an end to doubt [instrumental]
