They tell me how the story goes
What I should wear what I should know
The lines are straight the rules are tight
But I keep turning left to spite
They draw the borders the maps feel wrong
The ground's too narrow the night's too long
The air gets heavy it pulls me in
I need the space to stretch my skin
Why don't they hear me when I say
I need to walk my own damn way
Oh-oh-oh their voices rise
But I tune out I close my eyes
The walls lean in the ceiling sways
I count the steps I count the days
The light outside it bends it breaks
A quiet world I want to take
Why don't they hear me when I say
I need to walk my own damn way
Oh-oh-oh their voices rise
But I tune out I close my eyes
The lines are drawn they never fade
A tangled path a crooked blade
The farther out the clearer skies
A fleeting ache but I don't cry
I hear the hum it shakes the ground
A sound that pulls a world unbound
I feel the crack the open space
A fragile step I'm bound to take
Why don't they see me standing tall
I'm not afraid to risk it all
Oh-oh-oh their shadows fade
I'm stepping out I've found my way
The lines they drew are fading fast
I won't be bound I won't look back
Their echoes break their voices still
But I'm the one who climbs the hill
And the sky's too wide to ever shrink
I'll write my story in my ink