Luyện nghe bài hát Atlas: Three

Maybe I've done
And your golden child up
this trophy isn't real love
And with or without it I'm enough

Maybe done enough
catching up
For the first I see an image of my brokenness
worthy of love

Maybe done enough

And I see myself
Through the eyes of no one
It's so exhausting on this screen
I play the role of anyone but me

And I see myself
and overwhelmed
A mess of a I'm ashamed to tell
But I'm slowly learning how to break spell

And I finally see

Now I only want what's
To let my heart feel what it
Gold, silver, or bronze hold no value
work and rest are equally revered

I want what's real
I set aside the highlight
And leave my greatest on display with an asterisk
of love anyway