Letras
Bus stop gum on my shoe
Neon name tags paper view
Every face a passing file
Every block another trial
Keep crashing shoulders sorry man
Nobody looks up nobody can
Sky's just glass on a high-rise frame
I got a body but not my name
Suitcase under fake dark hair (mm)
Stand there breathing metal air
He says You'll get used to this
But my chest tightens when he insists
He calls me Sadie I stare at the floor
Feels like he's knocking on somebody else's door
New hair new eyes same cries in my throat
I'm a girl in a folder bar code on my hope
Tells me Blend in baby disappear in the crowd
How can I blend when my bruises speak loud?
I just want to be me be me
Not a name on a screen set to delete
Small town sky used to spill stars
Now I trace constellations on my scars
Blue under makeup yellow turning green
History humming underneath my jeans
He says Stay quiet keep your head low
But my thoughts keep running like they wanna go
Mirror in the hallway stranger in frame
Lipstick perfect eyes don't claim
Coffee cup shaking in my hand
Practicing a life I don't understand
He whispers This is how you survive
But it feels like I'm buried alive
He calls me Sadie I stare at the floor
Feels like he's knocking on somebody else's door
New hair new eyes same cries in my throat
I'm a girl in a folder bar code on my hope
Tells me Blend in baby disappear in the crowd
How can I blend when my bruises speak loud?
I just want to be me be me
Not a name on a screen set to delete
I remember gravel roads screen doors
My real name carved in the back porch boards
Now I sign someone else on every line
Practice her loop 'til it looks like mine
If I say it out loud will I disappear?
If I slip will he drag me back here?
He says This is safer this is right
But he never saw my face in the starlight
He calls me Sadie I won't turn around
Let the wrong name melt right into the ground
New hair new eyes but underneath this coat
There's a heart that refuses to stay wrote
Told me Blend in baby but one day I'll shout
All these covered bruises till they're fading out
I just want to be me be me
Till the girl in the folder sets the real one free
Cell door city key in my hand
One small girl in a too-bright land
I press my true name under my tongue
Hold it like a promise till the hiding's done