Lyrics: Disciple Pati/Paloma Schneideman
Music: Disciple Pati
Run fast from me
Until I can't breathe
Can't let me be
Let me be, Let me be
Would I make the cut
For your cool kids club
Though I can't keep up
Cant keep up, Can't keep up
Like me till I'm alive
Dissect me when I die
You'll love me when I rise, when I
When I
When I ri-i-i-i-ise
When I ri-i-i-i-ise
I'll do anything to try-y-y-y
When I ri-i-i-i-ise
I donโt feel grounded
I get no solace no more from those praises that sounded
See I feel surrounded
by mountains of doubt that amount like the debt that I drown in
And I am dumb funded
Cos I feel this grief thatโs undue
While Iโm speaking my truth
Like thereโs no way around it
So if Iโm just matter
What does it matter at all
All them claims that I make or the shapes that I form
if the battle was won but the war left me worn.
But when I reach my final form
And defy these norms
Like a rider on the storm
I come home with the win
While Iโm gone I atone for my sins
when I reach my final form
And defy these norms
Like a riders on the storm
The doors will come down,
Smile on my face like how you like me now