Sometimes I wonder (I wonder)
how I ended up here…
how a simple road
turned into so many years.

I spent so much time chasing echoes (echoes)
hoping someone would hear my voice
looking for a little recognition
like it somehow proved my choice.

[brutal death metal drums]
Maybe we all want the same thing (same thing)
to be seen… to be understood
to feel that what we created
somehow mattered… somehow stood.

But sometimes the silence answers (answers)
louder than the crowd
and you start asking questions
you never said out loud

[brutal death metal screamo]
Maybe I disappointed someone (someone)
maybe I lost my way
I was never meant to be perfect
I just walked day by day

This road somehow brought me here (right here)
through every doubt I knew
and now I choose the path ahead
and what I’m going to do (to do).

I’ve seen many people arriving
with hope inside their eyes
believing they found a place
where their voice could rise.

And I’ve seen the same people leaving
when the dream fades away
when the applause disappears
and the silence stays (it stays).

And I’ve been through those moments
more times than I can say
wondering if all this time
just slowly slipped away

Maybe I disappointed someone (someone)
maybe I made mistakes
maybe I chased illusions
that reality breaks

But this road somehow brought me here (right here)
and I finally understand
the future isn’t written yet
it’s still in my own hands

Maybe I disappointed someone (someone)
maybe I fell too many times
I was never meant to be perfect
just a soul chasing signs

[bridge]
I walked the road that brought me here
through every doubt and fear
and now I choose the path ahead
the one that feels most clear (so clear).

Maybe I disappointed someone (someone)
maybe I tried too hard
maybe I was just looking
for a place to leave my mark

But this road somehow brought me here (right here)
and now I finally see
the next chapter of my story
still belongs to me

I’m not saying goodbye… (goodbye)
because who knows where I’ll be (I’ll be)
I’m just turning the page
of a story
still writing me (writing me).