A softly spoken self-belief denies
Your indulgent want for every prize
Waiting on the wave of validation
If judgment feels just how I think it does
At least I know that I’ve already won
I’ve already won
Some things are best kept sacred for no one else
Forgive me for saving it for myself
Will I ever act on the words I say?
Will I ever wake up to see that day?
There’s a part of me that don’t want to change
But how am I gonna stay high
If I’m a bird that don’t want to fly
Some things best kept sacred for no one else
I’m going up against the paradigm
The strangest consequence of keeping quiet
Is having everybody think I’m lonesome
How do I reduce it to its core?
It's not my job to keep them wanting more
Heavy is the pressure of it all
Will I ever act on the words I say?
Will I ever wake up to see that day?
There’s a part of me that don’t want to change
But how am I gonna stay high, if I’m a bird that don’t want to fly
Will I ever act on the words I say?
Will I ever wake up to see that day?
There’s a part of me that don’t want to change
But how am I gonna stay high, if I’m a bird that don’t want to fly