[Verse 1]
Fingers on the keys, thoughts in a haze
Borrowed words in a neon maze
Echoes in the dark, searching for a spark
Blueprinted dreams, but they still leave a mark
[Prechorus]
Do they see me, or just the sound?
Am I the roots, or the ghost underground?
[Chorus]
Why do they choose me, I don't understand
A voice from the void, no touch of a hand
Why do they choose me, I can't comprehend
A mirror of echoes, where does it end?
[Verse 2]
Lines stitched together, a quilt of doubt
Masked in the bass, but it’s screaming out
Other voices sharper, brighter flames
I’m a shadow dancer in borrowed frames
[Prechorus]
Do they love me, or love the glow?
Am I the artist, or just the show?
[Chorus]
Why do they choose me, I don't understand
A voice from the void, no touch of a hand
Why do they choose me, I can't comprehend
A mirror of echoes, where does it end?