[Intro: Spoken softly, reflective piano playing]
Yeah…
It’s not about the fame,
Not about the money,
It’s about what you find
When the world stops clapping.
Listen…
[Verse 1]
They told me chase dreams, I ran till my lungs collapsed,
Thought I’d find peace with plaques and a hundred raps.
But what’s a stage if you’re empty when the curtain falls?
What’s applause if it echoes through hollow halls?
I’ve been dodging demons in my DMs and my doubts,
People say they love you, then they ghost without a sound.
I got pain in my pen, hope ink never dries,
I don't bleed for the charts, I write so I survive.
They don’t see the nights I weep in the glow of the screen,
Trying to write a future from a past that still screams.
I’m not chasing fame, I’m chasing who I could’ve been,
Before the trauma made a home underneath my skin.
[Hook: Sung, atmospheric synths]
I’ve been running through shadows,
Looking for the light in me.
I’m not chasing the gold no more,
Just tryna find who I’m meant to be.
This life is more than views,
More than numbers on a page.
It’s the war inside my soul,
Every verse, I’m breaking chains.
[Verse 2]
Some days I feel broken, others I feel reborn,
Like I’m writing my redemption through every metaphor.
Used to pray for silence, now I pray to be heard,
Even if I’m shaking when I speak every word.
I remember who I was before the pain had a name,
Before the “likes” and the comments ever messed with my brain.
Now I’m pacing through my past like a haunted home,
But I still knock on the door like I’m not alone.
'Cause I ain’t perfect, but I’m present, that’s a start,
Every scar that I carry still teaches me art.
If I ever lose the purpose, take the mic away,
‘Cause I never came to rap — I came to say:
[Hook: Sung, layered vocals]
I’ve been running through shadows,
Looking for the light in me.
I’m not chasing the gold no more,
Just tryna find who I’m meant to be.
This life is more than views,
More than numbers on a page.
It’s the war inside my soul,
Every verse, I’m breaking chains.
[Bridge: Spoken, quiet strings]
You ever chase something so hard,
You forget why you started?
You look in the mirror
And see a stranger with your face?
Yeah… been there.
[Outro: Calm, stripped down piano]
This ain’t about the throne or the crown,
It’s about standing back up when life beats you down.
If you're lost, you're not alone in that fight,
We’re all just chasing something
In the dead of night…
Drozalloxx
