Jagged Thread

[Verse 1]
The city breathes a rhythm, sharp and cold,
A story spun, not easily controlled.
They said to weave a life of perfect light,
But shadows claim my edges, burning bright.

[Chorus]
Jagged thread, a pattern unadorned,
My own design, unapologetically born.
No gentle lace, no soft, familiar seam,
Just raw, resilient power, a waking dream.

[Verse 2]
Gamcheon's colors blur, a fleeting, vivid haze,
But underneath, a grit from younger days.
I trace the rough-cut lines, a whispered truth,
Each knotted strand, the wildness of my youth.

[Chorus]
Jagged thread, a pattern unadorned,
My own design, unapologetically born.
No gentle lace, no soft, familiar seam,
Just raw, resilient power, a waking dream.

[Bridge]
The ocean's roar, a vast, indifferent sound,
Where fragile expectations once were bound.
I snap the old ties, fearless, standing tall,
Watch smooth horizons shatter, watch them fall.

[Outro]
Unraveling the quiet, this new design,
My jagged thread, finally mine.