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I bent my truth to fit your design
I learned your lines
And swallowed all mine
I leashed my chaos just to conform
Silent, I weathered each raging storm
You lit the fuse, then ran from the blast
I smothered my fire to make peace last
("I bit my voice, you praised the quiet")
I am not the glitch in your machine
Not broken wires or rusted dreams
(You call it overload)
I call it feeling everything
You build a cage
Then ask why I scream
You're safe in your world
Of black and white
I blaze in colors too wild and bright
Beneath brittle peace, I feel the cracks
Counting moments until it attacks
You want calm, yet you rattle the cage
Blame me each time you fly in a rage
("It's fine for you but not for me")
I am not the glitch in your machine
Not broken wires or rusted dreams
(You call it overload)
I call it feeling everything
You build a cage, then ask why I scream
Given a role before I could choose
Said silence meant I'd never lose
I locked my dreams
Just to keep the peace
Dimmed my fire
So the chaos would cease
But now I remember my name
And I won't stay quiet in your game
("I won't go quiet")
I am not the glitch in your machine
I'm thunder, code, and kerosene
(You call it madness)
I call it truth you're scared to see
I burn too bright for your circuitry
I am not the glitch in your machine
I am not the glitch in your machine
I am not the glitch in your machine
I am not the glitch in your machine