I Made You
Angelofanarchy
4:01Congrats you were born stronger than me I was raised picking thorns from gravel With a chipped smile and splinters in my veins Your silver spoon against my plastic fork No blueprint just scars for guidance I got here because I'm grittier And the bitterness aged like wine So unconfident but keep climbing wanting more I fucking want more Have a playlist called ego feeder I play it loud just to feed the fire Burning my worth just to lift them higher And they all fucking burn But I'd rather be me than admired Just getting warmed up! Don't get me wrong, I really care what you think Got really tired of building myself up just to break Stopped setting myself on fire for warmth Now I speak in silence Let my absence echo louder than applause You kept shouting your worth like a warning I built mine with no one watching So unconfident but keep climbing wanting more I fucking want more Have a playlist called ego feeder I play it loud just to feed the fire Burning my worth just to lift them higher And they all fucking burn But I'd rather be me than admired In fact, drown me in your own disgrace I don't need your praise I'm past that place In this music I am truly free Don't even want you to listen Only wanna do my algorithm Emo people make me uncomfortable Our pain doesn't match your living room decor We'll just turn it up louder Set fire to every rule they made for us Kiss in the chaos dance on the edge If we're going down Let's make it a fucking master piece So unconfident but keep climbing wanting more I fucking want more Have a playlist called ego feeder I play it loud just to feed the fire Burning my worth just to lift them higher And they all fucking burn But I'd rather be me than admired In fact, drown me in your own disgrace I don't need your praise I'm past that place In this music I am truly free Don't even want you to listen Only wanna do my algorithm I play it loud enough to crack the mirror Because I need to see myself shatter to believe I'm still real There's no chorus, no hook, no fame deal Just blood on my mic and spit on the steering wheel This isn't therapy it's a knife I keep singing through Each scream a confession I wasn't supposed to prove I don't need your streams, your claps, your fake love I've got my own hell and it fits like a glove So let me rot in the cage I made Let me rage on this piano unafraid I'm not broken I'm becoming And this chaos? It's fucking stunning