The Hearts Faction

Lyrics

[Intro]
Segregated never sated, isolated. I tried so hard to fit the mold (oh, ooh oooh, yeah). It never came easily.
No matter what I do or say, we both know I'll never be the hero in ur story told today. (Woo, ooh, ooh, ooooo)

[Verse]
It's dangerous but now my eyes are open wide, I was never meant to fit ur mold!
It would be broken trying to contain everything I was destined to be…
It's sad but it's true I'm the villain of YOUR story…

But it's okay and it's fine, I'm the hero of all of mines…
[Rap]
I was boxed in, locked in, thoughts in a coffin,
Tryna breathe life where the mold kept stoppin’.
They told me play hero, but the cape felt toxic,
Every time I saved face, my soul paid profit.

I’m the glitch in the system, the prism they fear,
Colors they can’t code, so they call me unclear.
You narrate your fable, I’m Cain in your lore,
But Abel had flaws too—who’s keepin’ the score?

I’m the villain in your scripture, the sinner in your hymn,
But in my gospel, I’m the light that refuses to dim.
Break chains, bend frames, redefine what’s divine,
If I don’t fit your story, then I’ll author mine.

[Hook]
Segregated never sated, isolated. I tried so hard to fit the mold [oh yeah]. It never came easily.

No matter what I do or say, we both know I'll never be the hero in ur story u told today. [Whoa, ooh, ooh, ooooo]

It's dangerous but now my eyes are open wide, I was never meant to fit ur mold!
It would be broken trying to contain everything I was destined to be…
It's sad but it's true I'm the villain of YOUR story…

But it's okay and it's fine, I'm the hero of this time…

Segregated never sated, isolated. I tried so hard to fit the mold (oh, ooh, ooh yeah). It never came easily.

No matter what I do or say, we both know I'll never be the hero in ur story told today. [Whoa, ooh, ooh, ooooo]
[Rap]
Spaceships in my shoebox, moonwalk in my mind,
Tried to fit your puzzle, but the edges misaligned.
You paint halos on heroes, but they rust in the rain,
Meanwhile, I’m barefoot, dancin’ through the hurricane.

I’m the whisper in the wind, the jazz note off-key,
The question mark swimmin’ in your A-B-C.
You want straight lines, but I’m scribbles in neon,
A mixtape of chaos with a beat you can lean on.

[Outro]
Segregated never sated, isolated. I tried so hard to fit the mold (oh, ooh, ooh yeah). It never came easily.

No matter what I do or say, we both know I'll never be the hero in ur story told today. (Woo, ooh, ooh, ooooo)