I stitched up a story, one piece at a time
Took what I needed, claimed it as mine
Scratches and bruises all painted in white
A name in bold letters, erased by the light
Some chase the high
Some brace for the fall
Some wear a smile
Most feel too small
It's all just the game
Keeping cracks from the crowd
I've learned to live in borrowed skin
In lines I didn't start, but still fit in
Trading what's real for dust and gold
The weight lifts easy when the story's sold
Some chase the high
Some brace for the fall
Some wear a smile
Most feel too small
It's all just the game
A show we can't shake
Holding fragments, pieced together
Pages filled with words like feathers
Some chase the high
Some brace for the fall
Some wear a smile
Most feel too small
It's all just the mask
A trick in plain sight
Some chase the high
Some brace for the fall
Some wear a smile
Most feel too small
It's all just a shield
For what's buried inside
The heart's a stolen thing I've patched and claimed
Holding tight till it's worn, till there's no one to blame
I'm fraying fast, but I won't let it go
The truth feels heavy, and I'll bear it alone
I'll bear it alone