On that shit

[Intro — 4 bars] (Yeah…) They see the light. Never ask what made it burn. (Look.) [Verse 1 — 16 bars] They laugh at the gold like it fell from a dead star, Never saw the night I was bargaining with my own dark. I kept a graveyard of dreams in the back of my mind, Buried every version of me that I couldn't leave behind. They see the rose, never ask what the thorns were for, Never heard the silence knocking from the other side of the door. I was counting every failure like a priest counting sins, Trying to make a cathedral out of everything that caved in. They call it luck when the scars have faded from the skin, But the moon never tells the world how much darkness it's been in. I was learning how to breathe in a room without a window, Now they see the smoke and think the fire was simple. I made a staircase out of every door they closed, Every step was a memory I refused to let go. They see the summit, never see the mountain in my chest, Never watched me turn a failure into somewhere I could rest. [Chorus — 8 bars] They laugh at the light, but they don't know the night, Don't know how many stars I had to bury to survive. They see the crown, never see the weight beneath, Never heard the promises I made when I was weak. Let them laugh at the gold, let them call it a joke, I was building something beautiful from the ashes and the smoke. If they only see the ending, let them miss what it conceals, Some victories are haunted by the things they never feel. [Verse 2 — 16 bars] I was planting in the winter with a funeral for the seed, Watering the soil with the little hope I had to keep. Now the branches touch the sky, and they ask me where I grew, But the roots remember winters that the flowers never knew. They mistake the quiet for a room where nothing happened, But the deepest wars are fought where no applause can enter. I was sharpening my patience on the edge of every doubt, Now the blade is in the sunlight and they wonder how it came out. They were measuring the mountain from the window of a train, I was learning every crack in every rock beneath the rain. They see the picture, never see the years behind the frame, Never felt the weight of every time I had to start again. Now the laughter sounds different when it echoes from below, But I don't confuse the altitude with everything I know. A lighthouse doesn't argue with the ships that miss the shore, It just keeps its light revolving like it always did before. [Chorus — 8 bars] They laugh at the light, but they don't know the night, Don't know how many stars I had to bury to survive. They see the crown, never see the weight beneath, Never heard the promises I made when I was weak. Let them laugh at the gold, let them call it a joke, I was building something beautiful from the ashes and the smoke. If they only see the ending, let them miss what it conceals, Some victories are haunted by the things they never feel. [Verse 3 — 16 bars] I kept receipts in the form of every sleepless hour, Not to prove them wrong, but to remember I had power. They were counting all the flowers, I was counting every root, Every time I lost the game, I was studying the truth. I was writing in the margins where the textbooks left me out, Every question that they laughed at became something I could solve. Now they ask me how I did it, like the answer came with age, But they never saw the years I spent erasing every page. I don't need them to applaud the weight I carried through the dark, The proof is in the distance between who I was and who I am. They can laugh at what I built, they can call it what they please, But a tree doesn't need the forest to explain its leaves. So I carry every failure like a shadow in the sun, Not because it made me bitter, but because it made me one. And if they only see the ending, let them miss what it conceals, Some victories are haunted by the things they never feel. [Final Chorus — 8 bars] They laugh at the light, but they don't know the night, Don't know how many stars I had to bury to survive. They see the crown, never see the weight beneath, Never heard the promises I made when I was weak. Let them laugh at the gold, let them call it a joke, I was building something beautiful from the ashes and the smoke. If they only see the ending, let them miss what it conceals, Some victories are haunted by the things they never feel. [Outro — 4 bars] (Yeah…) They see the light. Never ask what made it burn. (Let 'em laugh.)