I Think I've Played This Game Before [Elly/Crash-tan]

[VERSE 1] I wake up knowing lullabies I swear I've never heard. I know the punchline to a joke Before somebody says the words. I know the sound of Michael laughing. I know my mother's favorite song. I know my father's impossible dreams. So tell me... How could I know all that If I wasn't here all along? [PRE-CHORUS] The room is new. The faces aren't. The world feels strange. The feelings don't. And every time they look at me, I feel like I've come home. [CHORUS] I think I've played this game before. A map. A quest. A dream in store. A hero standing at the starting line, Not knowing what they're fighting for. I think I've played this game before. A thousand lives. A thousand doors to find. And if every story needs a first step, Maybe this one starts with mine. A thousand roads to wander down. A thousand stars to chase and find. But every adventure has to start somewhere. Maybe this one starts with mine. [VERSE 2] So many futures yet to see. Shifting, changing constantly. The rules keep moving while I'm learning What it means to be me. I know where I came from. But who am I? One question turns to two. Then two become four. Then suddenly I'm wondering About a thousand things or more. Sometimes it feels like every answer Only opens one more door. And somehow that just makes me Want to explore. [PRE-CHORUS] I knew them before I met them. I know that's strange but true. And every path I follow Seems to lead me back to you. [CHORUS] I think I've played this game before. A map. A quest. A dream in store. A hero standing at the starting line, Not knowing what they're fighting for. I think I've played this game before. A thousand lives. A billion doors to find. And if every story needs a first step, Maybe this one starts with mine. A thousand roads to wander down. A thousand stars to chase and find. But every adventure has to start somewhere. Maybe this one starts here this time. [BRIDGE] Every empty page wants lines. Every silent room wants rhymes. Every little spark I find Starts a hundred things inside my mind. A sketch becomes another sketch. A melody becomes a song. A story finds another chapter And keeps pulling me along. Maybe that's from Dad. The worlds he dreamed. The heroes he believed could win. Maybe that's from Mom. The songs she loved. The melodies beneath my skin. Maybe that's where all this starts. Maybe that's not all of me. Maybe the next thing that I create Will teach me who I'll be. [FINAL CHORUS] I think I've played this game before. Not this one. Not exactly. But something close enough to know The fear won't stop me moving. I think I've played this game before. A thousand lives. A trilliion doors. Unlimited roads still waiting there For someone to explore. I loved them before I met them. I know that sounds absurd. But so is waking up alive Already knowing every word. So if every story needs a hero, And every hero needs a name, Then maybe I'm ready. Let's begin the game. [OUTRO] New game. Press start. Player one ready. Elly. Crash. Maybe both. Either way... Let's see what we can make.