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Curated Life A Curated Life [Verse 1] Everybody wants A curated life Hiding the life That was lived No mess on the counter No dust in the light No grief in the hallway No strange afternoon The laundry gets hidden The dishes get moved The room gets arranged So the living won’t show [Pre-Chorus] But the cracks in the wall Know more than the frame And the room still remembers What they tried to erase [Chorus] Don’t clean the mess Don’t make a life That hides the meaning Don’t crop the room Don’t hide the scars The cracks show Who they really are [Verse 2] Everybody wants A curated life Hiding the work It took to survive A smile for the window A face for the screen A cleaner little version Of who they have been The boxes get new labels The walls get repainted The stain gets covered All to bury the shame No wrong turns showing No hands still shaking No proof they were here No proof they were breaking [Pre-Chorus] But the mirror gets polished Till no one is left Just a perfect reflection With no life behind it [Chorus] Don’t clean the mess Don’t make a life That hides the meaning Don’t crop the room Don’t hide the scars The cracks show Who they really are [Bridge] If no one is allowed To simply be Then every life Becomes apology If no one is allowed To fall apart We build a world With no beating heart So where do we put The life that was lived? The grief under floorboards The room won’t admit Where do we put The hours that aren’t fine? The things we survived But could not make shine? [Final Chorus] Don’t clean the mess Don’t make a life That hides the meaning Don’t crop the room Don’t hide the scars The cracks show Who we really are Leave the dust Leave the scar Leave the strange Leave the hurt Don’t crop the room Don’t hide the scars The cracks show Who we really are [Outro] Everybody wants A curated life Hiding the life That was lived We can hide all the mess But the meaning goes with it We can polish the mirror Till no life is left We can make it look clean And sell it as life But where did we go? Where did we go? No one is left Nothing remains