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No tags, no checks
Just me... and the street
Nobody knows my name, and I kinda like it
Walk in a room, no expectations to fight with
No "you should be," no "prove you're that"
Just a hoodie, a grin, and a quiet comeback
I'm a blank page, I can choose the ink
I can vanish mid-party before people think
Nobody knows my name so I'm light on my feet
I can breathe in peace while the world competes
No spotlight tax, no fake handshake
Just freedom in the silence that I get to make
I ride the train like a ghost with goals
Passing through stations, passing through roles
No gossip trail, no rumor chain
Just rain on the glass and a steady brain
Being unknown ain't lonely to me
It's privacy, baby-luxury
One day I might be seen, that's cool
But I hope I don't lose this invisible rule:
Be kind without cameras, stay real when it's quiet
That's the type of fame I can live beside it
So I write my songs like secret codes
In tiny cafés and late-night roads
I'm not hiding, I'm healing in plain sight
Unlabeled soul with a warm streetlight
If you don't know me, you can't box me in
I'm free to begin again, again
Nobody knows my name so I'm light on my feet
I can breathe in peace while the world competes
No spotlight tax, no fake handshake
Just freedom in the silence that I get to make
Yeah... keep it anonymous
That's my luxury