19. PRETENDER (Sun)
Lyrics up. Blog coming. Check back soon.
Smiled so long my face forgot how to fall.
Pliable and praised — hollow either way.
The Sun Reversed
(Pretender)
[INTRO]
Crow tucks its wings:
"Pretending to be real is still pretending."
I read the room instead of myself.
Study their micro-expressions.
I never read the face in the mirror.
Pretender is me.
[VERSE 1]
If wanting me means losing you,
I stop wanting. I stop me.
Paint praise on my porcelain face.
Their "yes" is my permission.
Their "no" is my prison.
Pennies for peace — I sold it cheap.
Perfect imposter of my own existence.
Perform ease while my nervous system screams.
Disappointment is the moon.
I stay dark to keep them bright.
I'm dying to be liked by people who
probably aren't thinking about me.
Ghost says:
"I'm best when I'm not me."
Crow says:
"What do you know about you?"
[PRE-CHORUS]
Who am I without someone to read?
My desires wear their face —
I don't know mine at all.
Smiled so long my face forgot how to fall.
Pliable and praised — hollow either way.
Pushover. Prison. Self-punishment cell.
Polished for public. Alone is hell.
[CHORUS]
I replay my words like evidence,
looking for the crime of being me.
Predict, perform —
I trade myself for applause.
I only want what's wanted of me.
Pretender, Pretender —
performing being fine.
Pretender, Pretender —
dying inside.
[VERSE 2]
There's a heat in my chest I call tired.
I don't get angry.
I just get quiet.
Disappointed.
Done.
Ghost says:
"They clap for the puppet.
What happens when the strings drop?"
I monitor myself.
Am I being too much?
Too little?
Too loud?
Too quiet?
Too happy?
Too sad?
The mask kept me safe.
Safe and gone.
Depression is rage with nowhere to go.
Crow asks:
"Who are you when you're not performing for anyone?
What does your joy look like when no one's watching?"
[BRIDGE]
Crow asks:
"All that fire — you gave it away.
What if you kept some?"
The head that never rests
never trusts the flesh.
What if I studied me?
I let the thinking go.
Maybe they never asked me to disappear.
Maybe I just did it — year after year.
I blocked the sun so I wouldn't burn.
But I'm ready to shine now.
[PRE-CHORUS]
(repeat)
[CHORUS]
(repeat)
[OUTRO]
I gave them my best.
I got what was left.
Crow tucks a wing.
Thank the mask.
Take it off.
Pretender ghost goes.
I am the sun.
I shine now.
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Lyrics are here. The full blog — about the ghost, the tarot, the body, the blessing — is still unfolding.
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