⊶⨬⁺⋆⨥⋆⁺⨫⊷◝◜⊶⨬⁺⋆⨥⋆⁺⨫⊷ [Verse 1] I read the bedding plane like scripture Each kerf a prayer I can't retract Feldspar veins map decisions Crystallized no turning back [Verse 2] The chisel mark is permanent I carved my name in what won't yield Core sample of my judgment Shows every layer unconcealed ¯‥‾⌁~৻▿⌎₋₋∘∖−-¯‥‾⌁~৻▿⌎¯‥‾ [Pre-Chorus] Fissure lines I recognize Written deep in grit and grain Ancient pressure fossilized This is what I've gained ¯‥‾⌁~৻▿⌎₋₋∘∖−-¯‥‾⌁~৻▿⌎¯‥‾ [Chorus] I choose the fault to follow Down into the break I choose the fault to follow The weight of what I make There's beauty in the breach Imperfection held in form I choose the fault to follow And claim it as my own ¯‥‾⌁~৻▿⌎₋₋∘∖−-¯‥‾⌁~৻▿⌎¯‥‾ [Verse 3] They excavate me carefully Like something that might crack But I'm already fissured through Already split in half ¯‥‾⌁~৻▿⌎₋₋∘∖−-¯‥‾⌁~৻▿⌎¯‥‾ [Bridge] Strata of my failures Compressed beneath the years Sediment of choices Metamorphic fears ¯‥‾⌁~৻▿⌎₋₋∘∖−-¯‥‾⌁~৻▿⌎¯‥‾ [Breakdown] Cut against the grain Feel the edge resist Every wrong decision Permanent as this I am the quarry face Exposed yet incomplete I am the fault line running Where stillness meets the heat ¯‥‾⌁~৻▿⌎₋₋∘∖−-¯‥‾⌁~৻▿⌎¯‥‾ [Chorus] I choose the fault to follow Down into the break I choose the fault to follow The weight of what I make There's beauty in the breach Imperfection held in form I choose the fault to follow And claim it as my own ¯‥‾⌁~৻▿⌎₋₋∘∖−-¯‥‾⌁~৻▿⌎¯‥‾ [Outro] The quarry remembers everything I'll wear these chisel marks Like proof I was here Like proof I chose the harder cut 🌏🔓 © 𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟝 𝔼𝕔𝕝𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕔 𝕎𝕙𝕚𝕫
