the ghosts of my old mistakes still call my name

Indie folk, alternative country, Americana

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(Chorus)
And I’m drowning in the race to make a name,
While the ghosts of my old mistakes still call my name.
They drag my history out just to tear me down,
As I choke beneath the glitter of a crown.
I just want to be someone you can trust,
Instead of crawling upward from the dust.

(Verse 2)
They dig up every chapter I outgrew,
And wave my old transgressions like a flag.
They never want to see what is redeemed and true,
Just rifle through the memories in the bag.
They harass the present with the things I was,
As if a human never learns to change.
They tear apart my healing just because,
The idea of a better me is strange.

(Verse 3)
I am so tired of performing for the crowd,
Of bleeding out my pain to get a view.
I want to stand up tall and clear and proud,
And show the world what grace can help us do.
I want to be a beacon in the dark,
A person that somebody looks up to,
To leave behind a kind and healing mark,
Instead of toxic shadows breaking through.

(Verse 4)
So let the metrics drop, let views decline,
I'd rather lose the digital applause.
I'm drawing up a healthy, final line,
And stepping back outside the content claws.
I'll find myself beneath the broken screen,
And build a heart that people can respect—
A quiet life where I am finally clean,
And stronger than the ruins they expect.

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(Verse 1) I built a stage and carved out piece by piece, And handed out my soul to feed the feed. I thought if I just kept the stream release, It’d satisfy an everlasting need. But somewhere in the frantic, glowing light, I lost the face I used to recognize. I traded all my quiet for the night, And sold my reflection to the modern eyes. (Chorus) And I’m drowning in the race to make a name, While the ghosts of my old mistakes still call my name. They drag my history out just to tear me down, As I choke beneath the glitter of a crown. I just want to be someone you can trust, Instead of crawling upward from the dust. (Verse 2) They dig up every chapter I outgrew, And wave my old transgressions like a flag. They never want to see what is redeemed and true, Just rifle through the memories in the bag. They harass the present with the things I was, As if a human never learns to change. They tear apart my healing just because, The idea of a better me is strange. (Chorus) And I’m drowning in the race to make a name, While the ghosts of my old mistakes still call my name. They drag my history out just to tear me down, As I choke beneath the glitter of a crown. I just want to be someone you can trust, Instead of crawling upward from the dust. (Verse 3) I am so tired of performing for the crowd, Of bleeding out my pain to get a view. I want to stand up tall and clear and proud, And show the world what grace can help us do. I want to be a beacon in the dark, A person that somebody looks up to, To leave behind a kind and healing mark, Instead of toxic shadows breaking through. (Chorus) And I’m drowning in the race to make a name, While the ghosts of my old mistakes still call my name. They drag my history out just to tear me down, As I choke beneath the glitter of a crown. I just want to be someone you can trust, Instead of crawling upward from the dust. (Verse 4) So let the metrics drop, let views decline, I'd rather lose the digital applause. I'm drawing up a healthy, final line, And stepping back outside the content claws. I'll find myself beneath the broken screen, And build a heart that people can respect— A quiet life where I am finally clean, And stronger than the ruins they expect. (Chorus) And I’m drowning in the race to make a name, While the ghosts of my old mistakes still call my name. They drag my history out just to tear me down, As I choke beneath the glitter of a crown. I just want to be someone you can trust, Instead of crawling upward from the dust.

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