Lena Stone - Taking Up Space

Check a box, fill a mold
Fake a smile, sell your soul
Do what it takes to fit in
Curl your hair, buy a dress
Shut your mouth, hide your mess
Damn these voices in my head
I’m sick of being in the middle of too much and not enough
It’s not enough room to just be

I still bite my tongue more than I’d like
Still bend myself into the right size
But I’m getting braver every day
I’m done saying sorry for taking up space

Never heard, only seen
Numbers on a pair of jeans
Why should I just disappear?
When I could stand, I could speak
I could do anything
It’s fearless just facing these fears
So I’m getting out of the line for a prize that maybe I don’t even want
I don’t even want it

In a room, in a conversation
In the world, I am over making myself so smal

Written by:
Angela Hurt, Kendell Marvel, Max Barnes

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Lyrics © BMG Rights Management

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