Mainstream
Don't act like you know me
Don't act like you care
You think that you can hold
A version of me that's just not there
Why don't you try to read inside the lines
Instead of writing a story that's just not mine
A fantasy of who you think I'll be
'Cause...
Mainstream is overrated
Never felt appreciated
For all the things that I love
No, I never felt enough
Fuck all these expectations
Don't owe an explanation
For all the things that I love
No, I never felt enough
So done with this pretending
There's nothing left to lose
Spent most of my life mending
Thinkin' that I had to choose
Why don't you try to read inside the lines
Instead of writing a story that's just not mine
A fantasy of who you think I'll be
'Cause...
Mainstream is overrated
Never felt appreciated
For all the things that I love
No, I never felt enough
Fuck all these expectations
Don't owe an explanation
For all the things that I love
No, I never felt enough
Never feel what I feel
Is this body even real?
Bruised ribs
Fine scars
Doin' what I can not to fall apart
Never feel what I feel
Is this body even real?
Bruised ribs
Fine scars
Doin' what I can not to fall apart
You'll never feel what I feel
Is this body even real?
Bruised ribs
Fine scars
Doin' what I can not to fall apart
Mainstream is overrated
Never felt appreciated
For all the things that I love
No, I never felt enough
Fuck all these expectations
Don't owe an explanation
For all the things that I love
No, I never felt enough
No, I never felt enough
Now I know that I'm enough
Don't act like you care
You think that you can hold
A version of me that's just not there
Why don't you try to read inside the lines
Instead of writing a story that's just not mine
A fantasy of who you think I'll be
'Cause...
Mainstream is overrated
Never felt appreciated
For all the things that I love
No, I never felt enough
Fuck all these expectations
Don't owe an explanation
For all the things that I love
No, I never felt enough
So done with this pretending
There's nothing left to lose
Spent most of my life mending
Thinkin' that I had to choose
Why don't you try to read inside the lines
Instead of writing a story that's just not mine
A fantasy of who you think I'll be
'Cause...
Mainstream is overrated
Never felt appreciated
For all the things that I love
No, I never felt enough
Fuck all these expectations
Don't owe an explanation
For all the things that I love
No, I never felt enough
Never feel what I feel
Is this body even real?
Bruised ribs
Fine scars
Doin' what I can not to fall apart
Never feel what I feel
Is this body even real?
Bruised ribs
Fine scars
Doin' what I can not to fall apart
You'll never feel what I feel
Is this body even real?
Bruised ribs
Fine scars
Doin' what I can not to fall apart
Mainstream is overrated
Never felt appreciated
For all the things that I love
No, I never felt enough
Fuck all these expectations
Don't owe an explanation
For all the things that I love
No, I never felt enough
No, I never felt enough
Now I know that I'm enough
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Writer(s): Mik Masquefa
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