[VERSE 1] I thought I was learning how to live, patching up the cracks in my days. But every laugh I tried to save already carried a little decay. And every plan I sketched out came stamped with an ending anyway. [CHORUS] I wasn’t learning how to live — I was learning how to fade. Every step I took forward taught me how to fall in place. But I’m still here, a little bent, learning how to die without losing my faith. [VERSE 2] I hid my fears under the bed, pretending they wouldn’t return. And every hit I dodged still left a quiet burn. Living’s just a slow rehearsal for a final act I never learned. [BRIDGE] If all of this is a countdown, let me sing until I break. If every loss is a teacher, then let it show me what to make. [FINAL CHORUS] I wasn’t learning how to live — I was learning how to fade. Every heartbeat reminds me what I can’t hold or save. But I’m still here, a little frayed, learning how to die and still misbehave.
