Who I am

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Who I Am”

[Verse 1]
I’ve been spinning like a record in a room that’s too loud,
Trying not to say a word that might come out too proud.
Every feeling that I name just gets stuck in my throat,
So I swallow all the hurricanes and call it my fault.

[Pre-Chorus]
I keep asking if it’s me, if I’m broken inside—
If the mirror’s telling lies or telling me I’ve been right.

[Chorus]
’Cause I feel crazy, I feel small,
Like I’m made of paper walls.
And I’m tired of being someone
Who apologizes for the fall.
But I’m here, even when it hurts—
Even when I don’t know who I am.
Tell me who I’m supposed to be
When I’m doing everything I can.

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[Verse 2]
There’s a kid inside my chest who keeps begging to run,
There’s a shadow in my head whispering I’m never enough.
And I try to keep my balance on the tightrope of “fine,”
But I’m shaking ’cause I don’t know what’s yours and what’s mine.

[Pre-Chorus]
All the labels that I’ve worn feel like costumes that tear,
And I’m scared of disappearing, but I’m more scared I’m already there.

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[Bridge — big, fast, unraveling]

I’ve been shouting in a moving car that’s speeding out of town,
With the windows down and every truth I buried spilling out.
All the words I never said are catching fire in my hands—
If I run, if I stay, will I still be who I am?
I’m a heartbreak, I’m a wildfire, I’m a ghost in the dark,
But I’m learning every scar is just a map to where I start.
And I’m tired of the quiet, tired of holding my breath—
I’m not leaving, I’m not done yet.

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[Outro — cathartic, momentum like “Getaway Car”]

So let the noise come, let the lights fade,
Let the pieces of me rearrange.
I’m not hopeless, I’m not nameless—
I’m a story in the making.
If I’m lost now, I’ll be found then,
If I break down, I’ll rebuild again.
I’m not crazy—I’m becoming.
I’m becoming who I am.

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Who I Am” [Verse 1] I’ve been spinning like a record in a room that’s too loud, Trying not to say a word that might come out too proud. Every feeling that I name just gets stuck in my throat, So I swallow all the hurricanes and call it my fault. [Pre-Chorus] I keep asking if it’s me, if I’m broken inside— If the mirror’s telling lies or telling me I’ve been right. [Chorus] ’Cause I feel crazy, I feel small, Like I’m made of paper walls. And I’m tired of being someone Who apologizes for the fall. But I’m here, even when it hurts— Even when I don’t know who I am. Tell me who I’m supposed to be When I’m doing everything I can. ⸻ [Verse 2] There’s a kid inside my chest who keeps begging to run, There’s a shadow in my head whispering I’m never enough. And I try to keep my balance on the tightrope of “fine,” But I’m shaking ’cause I don’t know what’s yours and what’s mine. [Pre-Chorus] All the labels that I’ve worn feel like costumes that tear, And I’m scared of disappearing, but I’m more scared I’m already there. [Chorus] ’Cause I feel crazy, I feel small, Like I’m made of paper walls. And I’m tired of being someone Who apologizes for the fall. But I’m here, even when it hurts— Even when I don’t know who I am. Tell me who I’m supposed to be When I’m doing everything I can. ⸻ [Bridge — big, fast, unraveling] I’ve been shouting in a moving car that’s speeding out of town, With the windows down and every truth I buried spilling out. All the words I never said are catching fire in my hands— If I run, if I stay, will I still be who I am? I’m a heartbreak, I’m a wildfire, I’m a ghost in the dark, But I’m learning every scar is just a map to where I start. And I’m tired of the quiet, tired of holding my breath— I’m not leaving, I’m not done yet. ⸻ [Outro — cathartic, momentum like “Getaway Car”] So let the noise come, let the lights fade, Let the pieces of me rearrange. I’m not hopeless, I’m not nameless— I’m a story in the making. If I’m lost now, I’ll be found then, If I break down, I’ll rebuild again. I’m not crazy—I’m becoming. I’m becoming who I am.

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