Lyric

Too many "right" voices filling the air

None of them mine, none of them care

Don't tell me that living is dodging every mistake

That's just a standard I’m tired to take

Forced into black or forced into white

The gray in between is a joke in their sight

If you ask for my reasons, the failure, the flaw

I’ve got a thousand, outside of their law

Worn down to a circle, smoothed out by the grind

Whose shape am I wearing? I’ve lost my own mind

The words that I swallowed, the thoughts that I hid

Are screaming in my throat, breaking the lid

I don’t care if they call me "insane," it’s fine

As long as I’m breathing, I’m drawing the line

Forget the applause, forget the acclaim

Just standing right here is the heart of the game

I don’t care if they say I’m "too strange" to be real

I’ll walk on the edges, and that’s how I feel

They don’t need to get me, they don’t need to see

As long as I don’t give up on being me

"You’re good at pretending," they say with a grin

But that’s not a compliment, that’s just a sin

I smile to hold steady, to keep from a tear

But my heart’s cracking open, fueled by the fear

Living for others, living for air

This life’s too narrow, it’s beyond compare

Hidden behind the word "normal" they claim

Is the truth of my soul, just a flickering flame

Who made up the standard? Who gave them the right?

To call me a "wrong" in the dead of the night?

The pain that I cherish, the hurt I won't lose

Is the only solid ground I choose

I don’t care if they call me "insane," it’s fine

I’m perfectly lonely, and that’s a good sign

Even if I’m not chosen, I’ve chosen my way

Every single step, every single day

I don’t care if they say I’m "too strange," it’s okay

I don’t have to be pretty, I’m leading the way

With a crooked heartbeat, a rhythm of steel

I’m looking ahead, and I’m ready to feel

Couldn’t become the person they wanted to see

Couldn’t be anyone, but then there is me

The voice that was left, the sound of my soul

Is ringing right here, and it’s taking control

I don’t care if they call me "insane," it’s fine

I’ve come this far, and the victory’s mine

Scars on my skin, but I didn't run

The truth of my standing, I’ve finally won

I don’t care if they say I’m "too strange," it’s okay

I’ll move at my pace, in my own damn way

It doesn't have to be "right," it doesn't have to be true

As long as I’m living, I’m getting through