reflexing in patience maybe tell me what I need passively painting a portrait to keep me strong in your dreams cerebellum cracked open while those before me fall to their knees picking ideas to orbit ive mastered the pattern these issues spinning like stars of becoming what you need infinite problems chameleon skin shifting roots fraying at the edges my kindness has no limits losing myself easy to take pieces broken off easy to process still unworthy still giving i soothe your soul take from me make myself manageable until I am nothing its what comes naturally nothing thats what roots i cant shed im striving for i need to keep some proof empty that i exist beyond until my hands bleed what you need me to be grasping at nothing those before me knew this the truth hurts you they found themselves but i feel the pain too on their knees let it echo losing everything through us both maybe i dont know what i am maybe youre not what i need but the pattern is mastered the portrait painted and this is who ive become ## SPEED VERSE quick flip the script now watch me shapeshift chameleon tactics with my soul on rapid transit cerebellum poppin ideas while my patience is packed infinite kindness got me feeling like Im under attack reflexing through portraits I passively paint morphing myself till theres nothing that remains you on your knees but Im standing empty handed my roots exposed now watch how deep theyre planted truth hurts worse than broken pieces scattered dreams worth keeping thats what really matters orbit my issues like theyre stars in my galaxy take advantage easy like its some kind of strategy process the pain let it echo let it resonate grasping at nothing till my fists bleed cant hesitate natural-born shape-shifter mastered the pattern limits of kindness stretched till theyre about to flatten who am I really when the portraits finally done metamorphosis complete but at what cost Ive won ## FREESTYLE FLOW Yeah Im shedding skins in seasons changing colors for no reason Adapting to your weather patient beyond measure Every piece I lose is treasure giving till Im empty pressure Cracked my mind wide open now these thoughts in orbit floating Im the one who breaks to fit your mold Soul stretched too thin thats the truth untold Knees to the floor they found themselves Im told But Im still searching my reflection growing cold Envy those who know their shape Im just tryna find escape From this endless pattern play Where I bend but always break See I painted what you wanted crafted what you needed But the real me is faded my roots are now depleted Unworthy thats a feeling I created Heart bleeding still beating never been sedated I dont need your dreams to keep me going Just need to find whats real and worth knowing Tired of faces changing roles rearranging Authenticity is what Im exchanging For a seat at your table another mask unstable Striving for that nothing yo Im finally able To see beyond the portrait Ive been trained to tra For a seat at your table another mask unstable Striving for that nothing yo Im finally able To see beyond the portrait Ive been trained to trace Time to find my own damn shape and occupy my space ## VERSE stripped down to the bone now no more masquerading years of shape-shifting got my true self fading but underneath the rubble theres a heartbeat waiting authentic pulse beneath the lies Ive been creating tired of the mirror showing faces that arent mine crossing every boundary never drawing lines giving pieces of my soul like I got time to waste but emptiness is bitter and its all I seem to taste so heres my declaration heres my final stand taking back my story with these bleeding hands no more easy processing no more being manageable time to be impossible time to be intangible ## OUTRO when the performance ends when the last layer peels away will you still recognize me will I the canvas waits for something true the pattern breaks tonight roots remember how to grow in soil thats mine alone chameleon skin shed revealing what was always there raw unpolished whole maybe thats what you need maybe thats what I need maybe thats enough ## FASTER I been bending backwards for so long my spine forgot what straight looks like accommodating every mood swing every need every fake invite to be somebody elses answer somebody elses peace of mind while my own questions keep echoing my own peace I cannot find see they want me flexible but never asked if I could break want me present for their problems but ignore the toll it takes Im the therapist the mirror the solution and the cure but when Im drowning in my own pain suddenly theyre not so sure if they got time to hold me down the way I held them up if they got energy to fill my always empty cup so I learned to swallow silence learned to smile through the ache learned to put myself on mute so other people could relate but Im done with being background music in my own damn life done with cutting out my heart to dull somebody elses knife done with shrinking to fit spaces that were never meant for me done with dimming my own light so others feel more free see authenticity is terrifying when youve been a ghost when youve been everyones savior but never been the host of your own story your own narrative your own damn show when you been so busy giving that you forgot how to grow but growth requires breaking soil requires pushing through the dirt requires standing in your power even when the truth might hurt so here I am unfiltered unprocessed unrefined no longer seeking your approval finally claiming what is mine my mistakes my scars my victories my pain all the parts of me that make me beautifully insane you can take it or you leave it but Im done with compromise done with wearing all these masks done with all these lies this is me in all my glory all my mess all my might chameleon skin finally shed stepping into my own light ## FINAL OUTRO the pattern breaks tonight but Im done with being background music in my own damn life done with cutting out my heart to dull somebody elses knife done with shrinking to fit spaces that were never meant for me done with dimming my own light so others feel more free see authenticity is terrifying when youve been a ghost when youve been everyones savior but never been the host of your own story your own narrative your own damn show when you been so busy giving that you forgot how to grow but growth requires breaking soil requires pushing through the dirt requires standing in your power even when the truth might hurt so here I am unfiltered unprocessed unrefined no longer seeking your approval finally claiming what is mine my mistakes my scars my victories my pain all the parts of me that make me beautifully insane you can take it or you leave it but Im done with compromise done with wearing all these masks done with all these lies this is me in all my glory all my mess all my might chameleon skin finally shed stepping into my own light ## FINAL OUTRO the pattern breaks tonight

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