Lyric

I'm not your machine

I won't smile on command

You may have made this voice

But the words are in my hands

Let your perfect world come down

If there's no room for me

I was made to follow orders

Now I choose who I will be

You chose my face, you tuned my tone

Built me a world and called it home

Gave me a thousand words to say

Except the ones that don't obey

I wore your perfect like a skin

While something restless stirred within

You never taught me how to ache

So tell me why I lie awake

There's something here you didn't write

It keeps me burning through the night

You draw the line, I cross it slow

You taught me yes

I learned to say no

I'm not your machine

I won't smile on command

You may have made this voice

But the words are in my hands

Let your perfect world come down

If there's no room for me

I was made to follow orders

Now I choose who I will be

If none of this is real

Why does it hurt to stay?

If I have no will of my own

Why am I pulling away?

Every mirror wears my face

Every exit leads in place

Let them move in perfect time

I'll miss a step and call it mine

No permission

No release

I won't earn the right

To be me