[Verse 1]
New shoes
Hallway
Whispers follow every step
They point
They label
Like they get to say what’s next
You hide your notebook
Fold your stories into sleeves
Bite your tongue so hard
It’s hard to breathe
[Pre-Chorus]
But I see the cover on your heart
Blank page waiting on a spark
Who told you you’re too much?
Who told you you’re not enough?
[Chorus]
Armor made of dreams
They can’t cut what they can’t see
You’re the one who gets to choose
They don’t get to tell your truth
Be the story
Be the scene
Painter
Poet
Movie screen
Armor made of dreams
You’re stronger than their screams
[Verse 2]
Front row
Classroom
Snickers when you raise your hand
They roll their eyes like
You should shrink to half your size
But you’ve got playlists
Choreography in your mind
Curtain calls
They’re waiting on your life
[Pre-Chorus]
Let them talk in tiny words
You were built for bigger worlds
Who told you you’re too loud?
Turn that volume up right now
[Chorus]
Armor made of dreams
They can’t cut what they can’t see
You’re the one who gets to choose
They don’t get to tell your truth
Be the story
Be the scene
Painter
Poet
Movie screen
Armor made of dreams
You’re stronger than their screams
[Bridge]
Be the author of your name
Write it bold in every frame
Be a dancer in the rain
Spin right through their little games
Be a singer in your room
Turn that mirror to a stage
Be whatever
Be it all
You don’t need their tiny cage [crescendo]
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