Verse 1 We walk around with stories we don’t tell, Little engines running underneath the shell. Some chase comfort, some chase stars, Some guard tight the things that made them who they are. But who can say what’s selfish, what’s just scars? Tell me, friend… what makes us what we are? Ohh Pre-Chorus Is it wrong to want the things Hard-earned through struggle, cost, and pain? Or is it natural to hold them close Like embers we protected through the rain? Chorus What we are… is complicated. Lines we draw… so underrated. Is it selfish just to keep What we built from nights without sleep? If you think you know my heart, Maybe pause before you start… ’Cause we’re all just trying to play our part In what we are. Mmmm mmm mmm Verse 2 Some say share it all, the world is kind, But kindness fades when motives get entwined. Is it noble when it’s forced on someone’s hand? Does compassion lose its meaning on command? Tell me, friend… can giving still be true If the cost is paid by someone else, not you? Pre-Chorus Is the price of all I’ve done Measured only when it’s gone? And is the dream that carried me Seen as just a prize for anyone? Chorus What we are… is complicated. Lines we draw… so underrated. Is it selfish just to say “What I earned, I’d like to keep today”? If you think you know my heart, Maybe pause before you start… ’Cause we’re all just trying to play our part In what we are. Bridge I wonder if respecting dreams Means letting others chase their own, Not taking pieces from the seams Of someone else’s skin and bone. Maybe real compassion’s found In lifting up, not tearing down… yeah .. Final Chorus What we are… isn’t simple truth. A mix of old scars and hopes of youth. We’re not defined by what we own, But by the miles we walked alone. If you think you know my heart, Maybe pause before you start… We’re all just shadows, sparks, and art In what we are… Yeah, what we are. mmm hmmm
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