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词 Lyrics：焰生万象\玻璃糖纸
曲 Composed：焰生万象\半勺月光
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A year ago I stood inside your logic
A perfect cage with every exit boarded off
You used to call my hunger for change a little shtick
I took your perfect blueprint and I crossed it out
Now every fresh morning lifts a greater weight
I build the scaffold that you love to doubt
Your comfort guards the corner where you wait and shake
While I engrave my name across the mountain
The more you trace my progress on satellite
The more your own map shows the missing route
You think my constant momentum is a slight
But staying put is simply a different drought
You keep a ledger of the small steps I take daily
You watch my altitude and call it just a mistake
You plant your roots, then freeze while I expand
Your fortress is a safe and planned standstill
Your jaw clenches up
Your knuckles go white and bunch up
You frame my climb as a lucky break
You tell yourself that I'm just a fake
I know that tense look
You fear my new proof rewrites your whole book
You want me bolted down to the floor
You call it concern, but it's a cold war
I'm climbing
You built a museum to your past
Where every new notion gets plated in glass
Your favorite pose is still by the closed door
Mine is the very next step that keeps wanting more
The chalk outline traces the very ground you own
You never step outside, you just water your stone
The new me writes your stale routine like a bad script
You proofread my life like a sloppy manuscript
You marked every line that I dare overwrite
I burn the whole draft, you call it poor foresight
You need my slow motion to justify your lead
But my acceleration is doubling the speed
You watch my horizon expand past your drawn design
You'd rather I stay small enough to fit in your line
But I am already out of your frame
Your narrow measuring frame guards your name
Your jaw clenches up
Your knuckles go white and bunch up
You call my raw momentum a threat
You wish that you could bury me yet
I know your real fear
You're scared that my orbit outgrows your sphere
You'd rather have me stop and join you
Then cut my wings so you would feel tall too
So now what?
