[Verse 1] Some days I wake up, I don’t care About the way my tongue betrays my thoughts I don’t care, I don’t care About the pressure, pressure, pressure in my chest Then I wake up, start to understand Then I wake up, start to be harsh Again, full of missteps One breath at a time, can you see what lives inside? I’m different, I’m not like the others Let it rush, rush, rush This world is wearing down my true shape Always ready, ready to react To demonstrate without knowing why Someone moving cha-cha The start of a broken sentence [Chorus] It was pain I tried It stayed inside It was pain I tried It turned inside [Verse 2] More each day, each day I try To forgive myself in silence No flexibility for the walls in me I stay locked in my own delay These inner blocks grow heavier Heavier than the rest of me I want, I care, I need, I feel My feelings dissolving into heat One breath at a time, can you see what lives inside? I’m not shaped like the others Let it rush, rush, rush This world is wearing down my true shape Always ready, ready to react Could you see me, could you recognize Someone moving cha-cha The start of a broken sentence I live in a place made of friction I’m doing the best that I can To keep myself from becoming Something I don’t understand Trying not to fade away On my knees with bitter taste I don’t want to be this form I need to cross to the other side [Chorus] It was pain I tried It stayed inside It was pain I tried It turned inside (front side) (front side) (front side) This world is wearing down my true shape [Bridge] To belong to what I do Some days I wake up, I don’t care About the way my tongue betrays my thoughts Pressure, pressure, pressure in my chest These inner blocks grow heavier Heavier than the rest of me I want, I care, I need, I feel My feelings dissolving into heat One breath at a time, can you see what lives inside? I’m not shaped like the others Let it rush, rush, rush This world is wearing down my true shape Always ready, ready to react Could you see me, could you recognize Someone moving cha-cha The start of a broken sentence [Chorus – final] It was pain I tried It stayed inside It was pain I tried It turned inside (front side) (front side) (front side) This world is wearing down my true shape [Outro – screamed / distorted] One breath at a time, can you see what lives inside?! I’m not shaped like the others!
