I learned love with my jaw set tight
Learned quiet before my name
Learned hands don’t always mean comfort
They just repeat the same

They said this is how you stay safe
This is how you don’t fall apart
So I learned to draw the lines in people
The way they drew them in my heart

Now I pull the same thin thread
Through rooms I’m meant to keep warm
I don’t remember choosing my hands
I just remember the form

The lines grow wider every year
Until right and wrong dissolve
I don’t know what I’m doing anymore
I just know how to survive
I needed love, I needed help
But nothing ever came
So I learned control
Instead of names

I don’t wake up wanting damage
I wake up wanting still
But fear speaks faster than intention
And always gets the wheel

I hear myself from somewhere else
Watch my voice turn flat
There’s a part of me still asking
Is this really that?

The lines grow wider every year
Like cracks across a frame
I can’t see where it started
Or where to place the blame
I needed love, I needed help
I needed someone to stay
Instead I learned survival
In the worst possible way

Someone has to cut the thread
Before it tightens again
Not to punish, not to win
Just to stop the bend

If you’re standing on the outside
Don’t look away
Understanding isn’t mercy
But it’s how the cycle breaks

I am not what I repeat
I am what I never got
And if someone cuts the thread tonight
Maybe it finally stops

The Wrong

Alla tekster är mina. Musiken är producerad med AI.

All lyrics are my own. The music is produced with AI.

The Wrong

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