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Thinking Things Out Loud

Verse 1
I used to keep a thousand thoughts
Running circles in my head,
Feeling things I couldn't name,
Leaving half of them unsaid.
Then I started writing down
What I couldn't figure out,
And somewhere between the pen and page
I started finding myself.

Pre-Chorus
Maybe I ain't got the answers,
Maybe that's not what this is about.
Maybe I'm finally meeting me
By thinking things out loud.

Chorus
I'm thinking things out loud,
Putting what's inside me on the page.
Turning feelings into words,
Watching pieces fall in place.
And if the whole world hears me,
They can take it how they want.
I'm not writing for their approval,
I'm just learning who I am.
Every truth I finally let out
Shows me something I never found
When I kept it all inside—
I'm thinking things out loud.

Verse 2
Some thoughts turn into questions,
Some questions turn to songs.
Some things I swore I understood
Look different when they're drawn
Out of the shadows of my mind
And placed where I can see.
Funny how I thought I was talking to the world
When I was really talking to me.

Pre-Chorus
I don't have to know the ending,
I can learn it as I go.
Sometimes you gotta hear your own voice
To understand your soul.

Chorus
I'm thinking things out loud,
Putting what's inside me on the page.
Turning feelings into words,
Watching pieces fall in place.
And if the whole world hears me,
They can take it how they want.
I'm not writing for their approval,
I'm just learning who I am.
Every truth I finally let out
Shows me something I never found
When I kept it all inside—
I'm thinking things out loud.

Bridge
Maybe being authentic
Ain't having it figured out.
Maybe it's having the courage
To say what's really there right now.
To question what I've been taught,
Keep the truth and lose the rest,
And every time I speak my heart
I know myself a little better yet.

So let 'em listen.
Let 'em wonder.
Let 'em say I've changed somehow.
Maybe change is what happens
When you finally hear yourself out.

Final Chorus
I'm thinking things out loud,
And I'm finally hearing me.
Every dream and every question,
Every piece I used to keep
Locked somewhere inside me
Now has somewhere it can breathe.
And maybe all these songs I've written
Were never only meant to speak.

Maybe I thought I was showing the world
Everything inside of me,
But somewhere in these words I found
The man I'm trying to be.

So I'll keep putting pen to paper,
Keep letting my walls come down.
I'm not lost—I'm still discovering
Who I am...

Thinking things out loud.

Outro
I thought I was giving the world my thoughts.
Turns out...
I was finally giving myself
a chance to hear them.