Hook (Mathai):
 But should I fall
 I’m still free from it all

 Verse 1 (Lecrae):
 Round of applause, I pause to take a photo op
 None of it’s real; it's just Photoshopped
 Crop out my flaws then my failures, my aches and all my ailments
 Now I'm picture perfect, take all my dirt and conceal it
 Really, I no better than any
 But they pay me a pretty penny to sit and look pretty
 Not to big, not skinny, be whatever these fans demand of me
 ‘Cause otherwise they probably wouldn't love me
 The show goes on even after the curtains close
 I smile and pose, put my signature on they clothes
 They lift me up so high that I'm surely about to fall
 The higher that I go the more unforgivin’ they are
 No grace and no exceptions, all they want is perfection
 The man in the mirror can't even see his reflection
 You live for their acceptance, you die from their rejection
 But even if I fall, I fell in the right direction

 Hook (Mathai):
 Cameras flash, the curtains call, the credits roll down the screen
 Critics laugh, they hate us all as they applaud
 But should I fall
 I’m still free from it all

 Verse 2 (Lecrae):
 Life is a cage, a prison of everyone's approval
 Fight for acceptance and [bad word] so you don't ever lose it
 But livin’ for their acceptance has got us stressing
 Insecure people obsessed with leaving impressions
 Ladies spending time on their faces painting pretty lines
 To you and me its make-up, but to her, it’s a disguise
 You look her in her eyes and see her soul cry
 ‘Cause living for other people’s got her living a lie
 Hadn’t slept in day, close his eyes and he pray
 Someone would miss him if he fell like a star out of space
 But I'm sure they'll replace him, just a name and a face
 They say they love you, but it's easy to fall from their graces
 Live for everyone else gotcha losin’ yourself
 Why be slave when made to be free from the guilt?
 To be free from the shame, you are more than a name
 If you go down you got the freedom to get up again

 [Hook]

 Bridge (Lecrae):
 Every moment is passing; just let ‘em go
 In fifty years, man, who cares? We’ll be super old
 Many winners will lose, many heroes will fall
 And if that’s me I’m still (free from it all)

 [Hook]