Verse 1 I make things out of nothing Out of nights that don’t sleep Out of questions with no answers And feelings I can’t keep I draw lines just to feel them I write words just to breathe I turn damage into colour So it doesn’t stay in me Pre-Chorus I don’t always know what I’m fixing I just know I have to begin Chorus I make things So the noise goes quiet So the weight gets lighter somehow I make things When the world feels brittle When I don’t know how else to be held It’s not a cure It’s not a plan It’s just my way Of staying a man I make things And they make me back Verse 2 I’ve built meaning from leftovers From the parts I didn’t use Every scar becomes a doorway Every ending leaves a clue I don’t wait to feel inspired I don’t need permission slips I just follow the small pulse That says “you still exist” Pre-Chorus I don’t need it to be perfect I just need it to be true Chorus I make things When the day runs hollow When my hands forget how to rest I make things So tomorrow Has something honest left It’s not applause It’s not escape It’s how I translate All this weight I make things And they make me back Bridge Some people pray Some people run Some people numb out everything I open a blank page And trust my pulse To teach me how to stay Final Chorus I make things Because I’m still here Because I care too much to quit I make things Out of love and fear Out of everything I didn’t fix It’s not magic It’s just me Choosing motion over freeze I make things And they make me back
