[Verse 1] I move through halls of history like a guest no one can place— their portraits watch in silence, searching shadows for my face. I wear a name that isn’t mine, stitched quiet into bone, and walk a life inherited that never felt like home. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus 1] They say tradition anchors us, but anchors start to rust— and every vow they handed down was built on borrowed trust. ⸻ [Chorus] Borrowed names, buried truths— I wear the past like tailored proof. I walk the halls they built for me, a stranger in my legacy. Every smile, every lie— a family portrait I can’t deny. Borrowed names, buried deep… they haunt the life I’m forced to keep. ⸻ [Verse 2] There’s power in pretending— in the roles they taught me well. I learned to speak in echoes, learned which stories not to tell. But mirrors hold their questions, and lineage has a cost— If I erase the script they wrote… what version of me gets lost? ⸻ [Pre-Chorus 2] I’ve held my breath for decades to survive what they expect— but every secret I inherit is a truth I must protect. ⸻ [Chorus (Full)] Borrowed names, buried truths— I wear the past like tailored proof. I walk the halls they built for me, a stranger in my legacy. Every smile, every lie— a family portrait I can’t deny. Borrowed names, buried deep… they haunt the life I’m forced to keep. ⸻ [Bridge] What happens when the heirloom breaks? What happens when the truth unties? What happens when the story shifts and memory no longer lies? If all I’ve been is borrowed shape, then who am I when it’s undone— the shadow of a lineage? Or something yet to come? ⸻ [Final Chorus (Softer, more haunting pull)] Borrowed names, buried truths— I wear the past like tailored proof. I walk the halls they built for me, a stranger in my legacy. Every smile, every lie— a family portrait I can’t deny. Borrowed names, buried deep… they haunt the life I’m forced to keep. ⸻ [Outro (Gentle, ghostly closure)] So I breathe beneath the weight of them, the names I never chose— and wonder who I’d learn to be if I ever let them go
