*Pride, just another mask for weakness*
hold your head up high
because you're strong
because you don't need nobody
because you're a skycraper,
tall, proud, undefeatable
you are not falling apart
strong, composed, whole
yea, that's what you are
do the world a favor
and hide the wreckage
leftover from the crash
the debris, the grand collapse
because, yea,
you're strong composed, whole
you don't need nobody
but the day will come
when the plaster peels
in private and quiet, in safety
by your own hands
or
will the cracks have to spread until it can't fight the
mounting pressure beneath, crumbling to
a million thousand pieces
on display for all to see
either way
the breaking will come
the breaking will find you