Verse 1) I spent a lifetime renting space inside my head Living out the things they wished I’d said Tracing lines on glass just to see if I fit in Apologizing quiet for the skin I’m in Forgetting how it felt to breathe without a cue Trading every shade of me for something they approved (Pre-Chorus) And it breaks your chest to realize halfway through You built a cage out of what they wanted you to do Yeah, you choke it down, keep the peace, play the part While it quietly breaks your own damn heart (Chorus) 'Cause I forgot my own name in the rush of the noise Drowned out my blood with a hundred dead voices I’m digging deep through the ashes and the hurt To find the piece of me that’s worth more than the dirt And I’m standing in the light where the healing can begin And I don’t give a damn what they think of who I am (Verse 2) Looked in the glass and couldn't find the eyes I knew Just a ghost of everything I used to try to do Every expectation like a shackle on the wrist Dragging through the mud for a love that don't exist Lord, it’s exhausting trying to keep the surface clean When you're starving out the soul that lives beneath the screen (Pre-Chorus) And it breaks your chest to realize halfway through You built a cage out of what they wanted you to do Yeah, you choke it down, keep the peace, play the part While it quietly breaks your own damn heart (Chorus) 'Cause I forgot my own name in the rush of the noise Drowned out my blood with a hundred dead voices I’m digging deep through the ashes and the hurt To find the piece of me that’s worth more than the dirt And I’m standing in the light where the healing can begin And I don’t give a damn what they think of who I am (Bridge) My hands are scarred from holding on to things that slipped away My throat is tight from all the words I was too scared to say Let the judgment fall, let them look, let them stare They never walked the miles of the heavy cross I bear I’m dropping the weight... Yeah, I’m letting it go... (Guitar / Fiddle Instrumental Break - Slow & Piercing) (Chorus) 'Cause I forgot my own name in the rush of the noise Drowned out my blood with a hundred dead voices I’m digging deep through the ashes and the hurt To find the piece of me that’s worth more than the dirt And I’m standing in the light where the healing can begin And I don’t give a damn what they think of who I am (Outro) Yeah, I remember me now. No more hiding in the crowd. Just this scarred-up heart and these two hands... And I don’t give a damn. No, I don’t give a damn. Yeah. How does this deeper, more raw direction feel to you?