Runaway Kid in My Skin

[Verse 1]
I wake up with that buzzing shame
Same four walls
Same losing game
Every mirror says "you’re not enough"
So I zip my heart inside this old backpack
I trace my scars like subway lines
Every stop a different time
I froze
I fought
I disappeared
Now every room just feels like last year
[Chorus]
I’m just a runaway kid in my skin
Trying to find where the hurt gets thin
Thought I was broken
Thought I was used
But I’m still breathing
That’s the proof
I’m not useless
I’m not done
I’m still waiting on my sun
I’ll keep running
I’ll keep running
Till I run back into someone I become
[Verse 2]
Everybody says "you’re doing fine"
But they never read between my lines
Smile stitched on with safety pins
Holding in the storm I’m drowning in
I dream of cities I’ve never seen
New tattoos over old routines
Change my name
Burn my past
But every shadow runs just as fast
[Chorus]
I’m just a runaway kid in my skin
Trying to find where the hurt gets thin
Thought I was broken
Thought I was used
But I’m still breathing
That’s the proof
I’m not hopeless
I’m not done
I’m still waiting on my sun
I’ll keep running
I’ll keep running
Till I run back into someone I become
[Bridge]
Yeah
The trauma talks loud in my head (so loud)
But it’s not the truth
It’s just what it said
I’m learning how to take up space
Not apologize for my own face
[Chorus]
I’m just a runaway kid in my skin
But I see a crack where the light leaks in
I’m not your damage
I’m not your bruise
Every bruise is turning into roots
I’m not useless
I’m not done
I’m the quiet start of a rising one
I’ll keep running
I’ll keep running
Till the kid I was can see who I’ve become

rock, Punchy pop-punk, mid-tempo but driving; palm-muted power chords in the verses explode into big open chords and gang vocals on the hook. Male vocals with a raw, slightly cracked edge; tight drum fills into each chorus, bass glued to the kick. Bridge drops to half-time with shouted background vocals, then a final, higher-key chorus for catharsis., pop, punk