[Intro – clean electric guitar, distant falsetto vocal texture] [Verse 1 – intimate, low vocal] I'm feeling disconsolate today, Like my heart lost its way. No ambassador at the door, No one translating what it's for. I've spent my life chasing a riddle, Running through the dark looking for the middle. Like a ten thousand piece puzzle on the floor, I swear I almost see it... Then I find there's missing more. Every answer leads to another question, Every road becomes another lesson. Trying to find the pattern in the pieces, Trying to find the place where all this eases. --- [Pre-Chorus – building, falsetto underneath] And everyone says, "You're doing alright." They see the courage, They don't see the fight. They see the person I was meant to be... They don't see the weight I'm carrying. --- [Chorus] I've been living with a clenched fist, Holding onto everything I can't fix. The more the pain, the tighter it gets, Till I'm bleeding from my own thoughts. Nails in my palms, Knuckles turning white, Trying to protect what's left inside. How do you open When closing saved your life? How do you let go When holding on feels right? --- [Post-Chorus – falsetto] How do you let go? How do you let go? When the thing that saved you Is the thing that hurts you most. --- [Verse 2 – spoken word / rap over dark guitar pulse] I built these walls and I know why, They kept me breathing when I wanted to hide. Every brick has a story. Every crack has a scar. Every piece of armour remembers the war. But here's the part nobody sees, the thing that saved me is suffocating me. The shield got heavy, The guard got strong. And somewhere in there I lost my way home. People see potential. They see what I could be. They see the version of me. that isn't carrying everything. But they don't see the weight. That I don't put down. The things I buried. Still pulling me underground. And maybe it wouldn't make sense, Maybe that's why I never said it. How do you explain a war That nobody saw? I've been protecting myself For so long...I don't even know, What I'm protecting myself from. --- [Bridge – stripped back, voice + guitar] Maybe healing isn't forgetting. Maybe it's not pretending The past didn't happen. Maybe it's learning I don't have to hold my pain Like it's the only thing keeping me alive. Maybe these hands... Were never meant to just survive --- [Final Chorus – biggest moment, distorted guitars + falsetto harmonies] I've been living with a clenched fist, Calling it strength, calling it this. The more I fought, The more I lost, The more I carried The heavier it got. Nails in my palms, Knuckles turning white, Still trying to protect what's left inside. But maybe opening Doesn't mean I fall. Maybe letting go Means I don't have to carry it all. --- [Outro – falsetto over fading guitar] Ten thousand pieces... Still searching. Still here. Still learning... How to let go.
