Текст песни
Everybody wants to know what I am
Trying to label me, fit me into their plan
Like I'm something to sort, not someone to feel
But I'm layered and loud and painfully real
They say
"Just pick a lane,"
"Make up your mind,"
But why should I leave all this color behind?
Don't box me in, I was born to fly
You can't clip my wings just to simplify
I'm not made for your tidy lines
I'm a little too much, and that's just fine
No, I won't shrink just to fit your view
Cause being all of me is what I do
So don't box me in — I'm breaking through
They keep asking me where I belong
Like freedom itself could ever be wrong
Telling me to tone it down, choose a side
But I've got oceans to cross, stars to ride
They say
"Don't be so wide,"
"Stick to the script,"
But I won't trade my fire for a filtered grip
Don't box me in, I was born to fly
You can't clip my wings just to simplify
I'm not made for your tidy lines
I'm a little too much, and that's just fine
No, I won't shrink just to fit your view
Cause being all of me is what I do
So don't box me in — I'm breaking through
Maybe I don't fit your mold
Maybe I'm bold
Maybe I'll shine where your rules run cold
I'd rather be lost than live confined
Rather be real than redefined
Don't box me in, I was born to fly
You can't clip my wings just to simplify
I'm not made for your tidy lines
I'm a little too much, and that's just fine
No, I won't shrink just to fit your view
Cause being all of me is what I do
So don't box me in — I'm breaking through
Yeah, I'm breaking through
So don't box me in