The Battle.

I threw my fists at nothing

Swinging at the air

Got bruises on my knuckles

From a shadow that wasn’t there

I built a mirror in my head

Where I’m never good enough

Every crack shows my reflection

Still I call my own bluff

Perfection’s just a rumor

A picture in my mind

I tear it up

I burn the frame

And leave the lie behind

We stumble

Yeah we fracture

We miss

We bend

We break

We’re human and we’re breathing

That’s the beauty of mistake

(don’t quit, that’s a win)

You chase that shining statue

Polished smooth and cold

But it never says

“I love you”

It just wants control

I’d rather be chipped and crooked

Scars across my grin

Every scratch a little story

Every failure still a win

Perfection’s just a rumor

A picture in my mind

I tear it up

I burn the frame

And leave the lie behind

We stumble

Yeah we fracture

We miss

We bend

We break

We’re human and we’re breathing

That’s the beauty of mistake

(oh, that’s the beauty)

Yeah

I fought with a ghost

Til I fell to my knees

Now I’m laughing in the ashes

Of who I “had to” be

If the best I’ve got

Is this battered

Beating skin

Then I’m already special

Every breath another win

Perfection’s just a rumor

A picture in my mind

I tear it up

I burn the frame

And leave the lie behind

We stumble

Yeah we fracture

We miss

We bend

We break

We’re human and we’re breathing

That’s the beauty of mistake

We’re human and we’re breathing

(don’t quit, that’s a win)