[Intro - Distant Voices / Whispered Layers] You should've... What the fuck is wrong with you? You always do this... You're never gonna change... I told you... You're a disappointment... [Beat Drops] [Verse 1] Echoes of the voices from the people that I knew, Family, friends, every sentence that they threw Still bouncing off the walls of a mind they helped construct, Every word became a weapon, every memory got stuck Breaking me down slowly, never needed fucking hands, Judging every failure like they know where I have been Tearing through my confidence, picking through the cracks, Every time I build it up, another voice pulls it back Overpowering my thoughts till I can't hear what I think, Sedating every instinct, keeping everything in sync With the version they remember, with the person they expect, So I question every move before I make the next Baiting out reactions, then they watch me fucking snap, Raidin' through my memories, rummaging through the past Looking for another reason I should hate the way I am, Like every old mistake belongs permanently to who I am [Hook] Echoes... They don't need a room to fill the room. Echoes... They don't need a mouth to make me hear them. Breaking, judging, Tearing down what's left, Overpowering every thought Till I question my own head. Echoes... Everybody left a piece behind. Now I'm fighting through the noise Just to hear what's actually mine. [Verse 2] Some words fade away, some dig deeper than a scar, Some people leave the room but somehow never leave your thoughts You can move across the city, lock the door and kill the lights, Still remember every sentence somebody threw at you that night "You'll never..." "You always..." "You can't..." "You won't..." Funny how four little phrases Can become a prison when you hear 'em long enough. I started measuring myself through somebody else's eyes, Started treating every failure like a permanent design Started questioning my judgment every time I chose a road, Like somebody else was sitting in the passenger seat controlling where I go That's the part that pisses me off, They don't even have to say it anymore. I already know the words. I can finish every sentence. I can predict every judgment. I can punish myself before anybody else gets the chance. That's how deep the echoes fucking run. [Hook] Echoes... They don't need a room to fill the room. Echoes... They don't need a mouth to make me hear them. Breaking, judging, Tearing down what's left, Overpowering every thought Till I question my own head. Echoes... Everybody left a piece behind. Now I'm fighting through the noise Just to hear what's actually mine. [Verse 3] Friends become memories, memories become ammunition, Every conversation getting twisted by repetition What they meant, what I heard, what I think they really meant, Three different versions fighting over every fucking sentence Maybe some were trying to help, Maybe some were just angry, Maybe some words were never meant to stay with me this long. But they did. And I can't change what was said, Can't reach through yesterday and take it out my head Can't make every person understand what their words became, Can't rewrite every moment just because I hate the way it changed me So now I'm left with echoes and a head full of debris, Trying to separate their voices from the voice that's actually me Some days it's crystal clear, some days everything collides, Some days I can't tell whether I'm defending or just hiding And that's the truth I fucking hate: Sometimes the loudest voice in the room is mine. [Bridge - Beat Drops Out] I remember what they said. I remember how it felt. I remember what I became trying not to become what they said. [Beat Returns] Maybe they were wrong. Maybe they were right. Maybe both can exist at the same fucking time. [Final Hook] Echoes... Still ringing when the room goes quiet. Echoes... Still fighting when there's nobody beside me. Breaking, judging, Tearing down what's left, Overpowering every thought Till I question my own head. Echoes... I can't erase what's already mine. But somewhere underneath the noise, There's still a voice I recognize. [Outro - Fading Layers] You're a disappointment... You'll never change... You always... You can't... [Silence] ... Maybe not. [End]
