Verse 1 We live inside reflections, painted clean and small. Every corner of perfection, just another wall. The mirror knows my outline, the algorithm hums my name. I lost the shape of silence, trying to stay the same. Chorus Frames, we live in frames, every truth pre-arranged. They tell us we’re unique, but we all sound the same. Frames, we live in frames, scrolling through the blame. Profiling our pain, till nothing human remains. Verse 2 Every post, a confession, every smile, a disguise. We sell our own reflection, for another set of eyes. They feed us what we’re feeling, until we call it real. We’ve traded knowing for believing, and forgot how to heal. Bridge The cage is comfortable, the light is clean and fake. We beg to be predictable, for safety’s sake. I tried to scream outside the grid, but no one saw it bleed. The system doesn’t punish you — it gives you what you need. Chorus Frames, we live in frames, every truth pre-arranged. They tell us we’re free, but we’re perfectly trained. Frames, we live in frames, profiling our pain. Living for attention, dying for a name. Outro Erase the line, erase the face, what’s left is pure, what’s left is safe. We’ve been known too well, to ever be unknown again.
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