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Small Enough (Echoes Version)

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R&B/Soul

Small Enough (Echoes Version) was released on April 24, 2026 by IG.2 as a part of the album Dear Devil

Song Details

AlbumDear Devil

Release DateApril 24, 2026

LabelIG.2

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM76

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

IG.2

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

IG.2

Composer, Lyrics

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

IG.2

Producer

Lyrics

You said I’m too much, so I got quiet,

Bit my tongue just to keep it private.

Changed my tone, slowed my breath,

Counted every word I had left.

You got me laughing — then asked me why;

said you liked me better when I cried.

Every mirror started to bend,

Till I forgot where I began.

You said it’s love — I called it pain.

You said I’d thank you someday.

Small enough — to fit your hands.

Twisted my voice — to make you understand.

Try to breathe — you sigh — I stall.

You’re lucky — that’s what you call.

You called it care — I called it proof.

You set the rules — and named it truth.

Small enough — for you.

You said my friends don’t really care,

So I stopped telling them you were there.

You said the world is rigged and staged,

that only you know how I’m saved.

I started hearing your voice in mine,

Started losing the edge of time.

If love’s a mirror, yours was cracked —

and I kept crawling just to get it back.

You said it’s love — I called it pain.

You said I’d thank you someday.

Small enough — to fit your hands.

Twisted my voice — to make you understand.

Try to breathe — you sigh — I stall.

You’re lucky — that’s what you call.

You called it care — I called it proof.

You set the rules — and named it truth.

Small enough — for you.

You said I change, I said I’m scared;

you smiled and said, That’s how you’re paired.

Now I replay each quiet night —

how you made wrong feel like right.

I’m tired of folding, tired of less;

I want to stand — you call it mess.

Small enough — to fit your hands.

Twisted my heart — to meet demands.

Every time I broke — You’re fine.

I almost believed it — every time.

You called it love — I call it bruised.

You wore my guilt — like it was truth.

Small enough — for you…

not small enough — for me.

I said I’m sorry — you said, Good.

Somehow that still felt like proof.

If healing means unlearning you,

I’ll start with what you made me do.

Written by: IG.2

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