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They only see the lights…
They don’t see the room I built in the dark.
Yeah…
{low piano, close door foley,
sparse atmosphere}
Cold room, four walls,
nobody around me, Had a dream so loud but the world tried
to drown me, They said “wait your turn,” I said “watch me
move,” Had nothing in my hands but something to prove.
No crowd, no cheers,
no name on the stage,
Just me and a pen putting fire on the page,
Every single doubt became fuel for the flame,
Every single loss just remembered my name.
They weren’t there when the nights got long,
They weren’t there when I had to stay strong,
Now they wanna stand where I belong,
But they missed the struggle that made me strong.
{beat enters, steady pocket} Welcome to the cold room,
where legends are made,
Where nobody claps when you’re building your name,
No lights, no cameras,
no hand to hold,
Just a dream in your heart and a story untold.
Cold room, cold heart,
but the vision stays warm,
I survived every night,
I survived every storm,
They can keep chasing what they think they see,
Because the cold room created me.
{hook lift, bigger drums,
wide harmony stack} I remember every “no” that they gave me before,
Every time they tried closing another door,
I stopped asking for chances,
I started creating, Stopped waiting for luck,
started renovating. They see the success but forget the foundation,
They see the result,
not the preparation, I was fighting battles they never knew existed,
Still stood tall when everyone disappeared.
The silence was heavy but I carried the weight,
Had to trust myself when nobody had faith,
Now the same people who laughed at the start,
Wanna know how I turned pain into art.
{drop back in, new counter-melody} Welcome to the cold room,
where legends are made,
Where nobody claps when you’re building your name,
No lights, no cameras,
no hand to hold,
Just a dream in your heart and a story untold.
{final chorus
reprise, strip-back then hit} They’ll beat
you. Take you down.
But you just gotta get
back
up and keep moving on.
39 Degrees. {beat slows,
coach shout distant, door shuts,
cold reverb tail}