Nothing Left To Hide

Turn the volume down.

I’m still breathing.

That should count for something.

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I got nothing left to hide, no walls to mend

Every secret’s out, but nobody listens

They love the headline, hate the truth

Cut the story short and call it proof

I feel suffocated in a room full of screens

Every word I breathe turns into memes

They twist my name, sell it back to me

Like my life’s a headline they own for free

I lost more than you’ll ever see

Lost the version of me that believed

People cared about context

More than pointing fingers for effect

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They say “log off,” like it’s that clean

Like the noise don’t live inside of me

They say I earned it, like pain’s a prize

Like they were there for my nights

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I got nothing left to hide

I’m losing my mind, but I’m still alive

They laugh, they point, they pick a side

Say I deserve it, never ask me why

I hate my life when the cameras bite

When strangers decide what’s wrong or right

I don’t wanna end my life—I want my name

I wanna live… just not this way

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They call it karma, call it fate

Call it justice when they speculate

They never saw the doors I held

Or the parts of me I never told

Every flaw gets framed in HD

Context dies so they can feed

Build you up just to watch you crawl

Entertainment dressed as “moral call”

I was drowning long before I fell

They only watched when I hit hell

Funny how they love the sound

Of someone breaking when they’re down

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They don’t want truth, they want a show

They want a villain they think they know

They don’t see the nights I barely sleep

They just count the clicks I bleed

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I got nothing left to hide

Just scars you helped redefine

You say I earned every one

But you weren’t there when it came undone

I’m choking on the noise, the shame

Borrowed eyes, a stolen frame

I don’t wanna disappear tonight

I wanna live—just not this life

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If shame could heal, I’d be whole by now

If hate was truth, I’d bow

But breaking people isn’t justice

It’s cruelty wearing “progress”

I didn’t ask for sympathy

I asked for honesty

You traded empathy

For certainty

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So say it louder, say it proud

Kick me while I’m on the ground

If this is what you call being right

Then I’ll be wrong—and still survive

I lost everything…

Except the truth.

Turn the volume down.

Let me breathe.