[00:00.000] 作词 : Bsy_1[00:01.000] 作曲 : Bsy_1[00:02.000] 编曲 : Bsy_1[00:20.700]Am I the one getting tamed, fold in such a dirty game, stereotype got me chained.[00:27.150]Am I the script they stole and maimed: Acted out in their crooked frame: Now I cough up these charades[00:36.930]Mirror won't show me what's deep inside, just like a stranger who stares with my eyes open wide[00:50.010]Real life held my freaking chain so tight, while the soul still curve the light every sleepless night[01:00.240]March on through the imperfect ride, every stumble means we tried, cast these burden where they can't hide[01:10.080]So what if we fall? I was not the imposter in the rooms I had earned it for[01:20.190]Am I the one getting tamed, fold in such a dirty game, stereotype got me chained.[01:26.490]Am I the script they stole and maimed: Acted out in their crooked frame: Now I cough up these charades[01:36.300]Mirror won't show me what's deep inside, just like a stranger who stares with my eyes open wide[01:49.110]Real life held my freaking chain so tight, while the home still burned one thread of light[01:59.640]March on through the imperfect ride, every stumble means we tried, cast these burden where theycan't hide[02:09.510]So what if we fall? I was not the imposter in the rooms I had earned it for[02:19.860]March on through the imperfect ride, every stumble means we tried, cast these burden where they can't hide[02:29.250]So what if we fall? I was not the imposter in the rooms I had earned it for