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Keep the musical direction but replace the story with your own person, memory or occasion.
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
They said "be grateful"
I heard "be quiet"
Sat on my hands
Till my palms turned violet
Whole world talkin'
Through my small lungs
Every "yes" I gave
Cut out my own tongue
I played polite
Like that’s my place
Smiled so wide
My jaw lost taste
But under that grin
A grindstone turning
A match on my molars
Slowly burning (uh)
[Chorus]
I’ve got a throat of my own
Not a mirror for your fear
Every word that I swallow
Comes back sharp and clear
I’ve got a name I can carry
Not a tag you can loan
I’m not your echo, never was
I’ve got a throat of my own (my own)
[Verse 2]
You loved my "potential"
Kept the lock, held the key
Said "you’re almost there"
Means "stay smaller than me"
You framed my anger
As "just too much"
But kept my tears
Like a souvenir touch
Now I breathe out once
Let it all spill
Truth on my teeth
You can taste this will
I’m done shrinking
To fit your lines
My hurt, my healing
Both are mine (both are mine)
[Chorus]
I’ve got a throat of my own
Not a mirror for your fear
Every word that I swallow
Comes back sharp and clear
I’ve got a name I can carry
Not a tag you can loan
I’m not your echo, never was
I’ve got a throat of my own
[Bridge]
You call it "change"
I call it "return"
Back to the kid
You taught not to burn
Hear that crack
In the calm I keep?
That’s the sound
Of me leaving your script
[Chorus]
I’ve got a throat of my own
Not a mirror for your fear
Every word that I swallow
Comes back sharp and clear
I’ve got a name I can carry
Not a tag you can loan
I’m not your echo, never was
I’ve got a throat of my own (my own)
I’ve got a throat of my own
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