As I found it

[Verse 1]
I walk in and the furniture shifts
Not from noise, but the weight of a risk
They drew a line in permanent ink
I put my heel on the edge and think

Who made the rules for the room I’m in?
Who gets to lose, who gets to win?
I bring the question, I bring the spark
A bright red mark through the tidy parts

[Pre-Chorus]
Let the old guard count the chairs
Let them measure vacant air
I was never built to fit
I was built to alter it

[Chorus]
I am the fault line under every floor
The hand that turns the handle on a locked door
Wherever I stand, the shape rearranges
I leave no room exactly as I found it

I am the pressure, the crack, the charge
A small ignition made enormous and large
Call it trouble, call it strange, call it dangerous
I leave no room exactly as I found it

[Verse 2]
In the boardroom, I loosen the tie
Ask why the quiet gets called civilized
In the back room, beneath borrowed names
I give the outcast a seat at the frame

I don’t need permission stamped in gold
I don’t need legends to tell me I’m bold
Give me the locked gate, give me the doubt
I’ll find the hinge and wear it out

[Pre-Chorus]
Let the polished voices rise
Let them practice alibis
I can hear the hinges sing
Every limit has a seam

[Chorus]
I am the fault line under every floor
The hand that turns the handle on a locked door
Wherever I stand, the shape rearranges
I leave no room exactly as I found it

I am the pressure, the crack, the charge
A small ignition made enormous and large
Call it trouble, call it strange, call it dangerous
I leave no room exactly as I found it

[Bridge]
I have been the guest they warned about
The name they tried to edit out
But every room that shut me down
Learned a different kind of sound

Cello rising, brass in the rafters
Old foundations splitting after
If I belong, then I belong
To the moment that proves them wrong

[Breakdown]
Move the table
Open the gate
Change the question
Recalculate

[Final Chorus]
I am the fault line under every floor
The hand that turns the handle on a locked door
Wherever I stand, the shape rearranges
I leave no room exactly as I found it

I am the pressure, the crack, the charge
A small ignition made enormous and large
Call it trouble, call it strange, call it dangerous
I leave no room exactly as I found it

[Outro]
When I leave, the walls remember
Every spark survives the ember
Make a place, then make it wider
I was born to change the weather