[Intro: clicking pieces, soft synth] (click-click... no fit) [Verse: intimate syncopated melody] They laid a thousand pieces on the floor Said I'd find my place if I just looked some more But every little corner felt too tight So I turned my edges toward the light [Pre-Chorus: rising vocal layers] What if I'm not missing a part? What if I'm a picture from the start? [Chorus: soaring harmonized hook] I'm the puzzle piece that won't fit in And I love the shape of my own skin Don't need to finish someone else's scene I've got a whole new picture underneath (oh-oh, let me be!) You can keep your painted frame I'll make a masterpiece without a name [Drop: chopped vocal clicks] (click-click, break-free!) [808 slides, melodic cowbell] [Outro: gentle falsetto] I'm already complete.
