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Face You Made of Me 2 by Anowar

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Face You Made of Me 2

Pop Ballad

0:002:57
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[Verse 1]
I didn’t think to draw the curtains back when I met her,
Carrying the weight of scars that I swore I’d never show again.
I traced the cracks across my reflection, tired of the same old mirrors,
This tired face, the one you wear when someone’s been bent and broken.
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m locked inside a frame I never chose to step into,
Silent pictures hanging in the halls of what we’re fading into.
[Chorus]
I don’t want the face you made of me,
Worn and weathered, cracked like old debris.
Don’t want the story carved deep in my skin,
A fragile mask that’s wearing thin.
I don’t want to play the same old scene,
Caught between what’s lost and what might’ve been.
Looking in your eyes, I see what I dread—
The face you made of me is not who I am.
[Verse 2]
Every word feels like a stone dropped in a quiet pond,
Ripples spreading out, touching places that should’ve stayed still.
I’m tired of rehearsing all the lines for a role I’m supposed to own,
In the mirror, a stranger’s gaze, fractured, cold, and chill.
[Pre-Chorus]
Whispered mistakes shaped the image you hold close,
Like shadows cast on walls neither warm nor close.
[Chorus]
I don’t want the face you made of me,
Worn and weathered, cracked like old debris.
Don’t want the story carved deep in my skin,
A fragile mask that’s wearing thin.
I don’t want to play the same old scene,
Caught between what’s lost and what might’ve been.
Looking in your eyes, I see what I dread—
The face you made of me is not who I am.
[Bridge]
I’m peeling layers off, trying to breathe through the cracks,
Not the piecemeal portrait pinned behind your back.
If I could start over, would you see something new?
Or just the shadow of a hurt I never meant to prove?
[Chorus]
I don’t want the face you made of me,
Worn and weathered, cracked like old debris.
Don’t want the story carved deep in my skin,
A fragile mask that’s wearing thin.
I don’t want to play the same old scene,
Caught between what’s lost and what might’ve been.
Looking in your eyes, I see what I dread—
The face you made of me is not who I am.
[Outro]
So I’ll turn away from that reflection cold,
Find a hand to hold that’s mine to hold.
Not the fractured frame you framed for me—
Just the woman trying to be free.