They said I'd never make it through the storm
But they didn't know what burns inside...

Monday came like a freight train
Knocked me flat—couldn't complain
Tasted dirt, felt the concrete
Bloodied knees, but incomplete?
Not me.

Been told to lower my ambition
Been asked to quiet my 'wn intuition
But I've got...
I've got a...

Technicolor blueprint in my mind
Breaking from the monochrome design
Yesterday's limits? Left behind
Got my feet planted—future outlined
My life won't be defined
By their confined
Lines

Breathe in
Three steps forward
One glance back
That's all you get
Move on

Pockets empty, heart so full
Doubts circle like hungry wolves
Tuesday through Friday—a blur
Weekends spent building what's sure
To last

And when they laugh at my conviction
I'll just smile—they'll see soon enough
'Cause while they're sleeping
I'm completing
My vision
(My vision)
Without permission!

Technicolor blueprint in my mind
Breaking from the monochrome design
Yesterday's me? Hard to find
Got my heart racing—stars aligned
My path newly defined
Won't be confined
This time

Just watch me shine...