Strange on Purpose

[Verse 1]
You keep a paper moon inside your coat
Draw little planets on the notes you wrote
You take the long way just to see what's there
And bring back colors nobody else can name

[Pre-Chorus]
They say, “Come down, come back in line”
You grin and say, “I’m doing fine”

[Chorus]
I’m strange on purpose, bright and free
A crooked little masterpiece
I make my own way through the noise
Turn every odd thought into a choice
I’m strange on purpose—watch me begin
The world gets wider when I let me in

[Verse 2]
You give your best ideas ridiculous names
Build tiny worlds from scraps and mismatched frames
If they don’t get it, let them wonder why
Your kind of magic doesn’t need disguise

[Breakdown]
Maybe the map was never mine to follow
Maybe the bend is where the colors start

[Final Chorus]
I’m strange on purpose, bright and free
A crooked little masterpiece
I make my own way through the noise
Turn every odd thought into a choice
I’m strange on purpose—loud and alive
The more I’m myself, the more I arrive

[Outro]
No fixing what was never wrong
I found my shape, and I belong