[Verse 1]

I can't breathe, yeah, the ceiling is too low, I feel the walls cave. Tell me who this guy is, staring in the mirror, looking like a slave. Anxiety is heavy, weights strapped to my ankles, I'm caught beneath the wave. I'm drowning in thoughts, praying for a soul to save. This is my prison, steel bars on the window, never built to house a dream. They talk about success, I talk about the pressure built up underneath the steam. Confession? Yeah, I'm scared to be judged, scared of the way I’m perceived. The fear of being worthless is the greatest lie I've ever believed.

[Pre-Chorus]

I’m pursuing peace, but the noise is way too loud. Stuck behind the gates, buried deep beneath the crowd. Yeah, I know the truth, I see the light that shines above— But I still live in fear, it's a fight against the ones you love.

[Chorus]

I lock the doors, but the voice is coming through the floorboards. That reflection's got a motive, he's keeping score, but I ignore the records. I gotta move the stone, gotta break the cycle I've known. The cost of my control is the greatest debt that I’ve been shown. Pursued by thoughts, they're running laps inside my head. I gotta choose to fight before they leave me for the dead!

[Verse 2]

They call it Discipline, yeah, a battle for the mind. I'm reading sacred texts but still leave my own peace behind. I got the roadmap, but my compass keeps spinning around. I search for solid footing on unstable, shaky ground. I see the purpose—the calling is too big for me to run. But the doubt is an infection, blocking out the morning sun. I pace the floor in this cell, kicking at the rusted door, Praying to find the strength to truly be what I was created for.

[Bridge]

You see the chains, but you forget that they can break. You hear the lies, but you gotta choose the path you take. It’s not about perfection, it’s not about the flawless state. It's about the Grace that meets you right outside the prison gate. Yeah, it's handed to me freely, a weight that's lifted from the bars, I gotta step out of the shadows, gotta start to look for scars.

[Outro]

I'm fighting for the quiet... I'm cracking open the door... I know the truth, and I'm choosing to live it more... I'm not worthless... I'm not worthless...