I got used to the dark, now the dark feels normal
Cold room, closed chest, everything informal
Everybody wants truth, till the truth gets awful
Then they back off quick when the weight gets lawful
I’ve been alone so long it became my address
Name on the pain, I could frame that stress
Heart went numb, turned hard, I confess
Built that wall high just to stop that mess
I don’t cry where the pressure lives
I just bite down hard when the memory hits
Seen what it does when the hurt gets lit
When the fuse runs short and the whole mind slips
Threw the crown in the dirt, let the throne rot out
No king, no savior, no way back now
When the grave gets filled, they won’t say my name
So I write like fire tryna black that out
Yeah
This is the state I’m in
Calm on the surface, war underneath my skin
If the worst comes close, I don’t flinch
I just lean in
I’ve become accustomed to being alone
Made a home where the dead air grows
Heart turned stone, now it cuts like smoke
No, I don’t bend, no, I don’t fold
I’ve become accustomed to being alone
Second home with a cracked-up soul
If the end gets near, let it take its shot
I’ve been ready for the fall that whole damn road
No pain, no sadness — that’s what I tell myself
Till the floor starts shaking and I feel that hell
Mouth dry, jaw tight, thirst in a prison cell
Trying not to let the fear ring out like a chapel bell
I know what hurt is, lived where the hurt stays fed
Where the pulse goes low and the eyes go dead
Apathy’s a curse when it makes that bed
And you lie right down in the ache instead
Still I move like a blade in a blackout scene
Still I write every line like a crime unseen
Still I walk onstage with a match and grief
Set the whole damn page on fire, let it breathe
Statue in a field with a storm rolled in
Face to the wind, let it crack my skin
World stays real, even numbed-out nerves
Can’t hide that clock when it starts to spin
No
I’m not afraid, just aware of it
That shadow there, yeah, I can stare at it
If it wants war, I got blood for it
I was made in it

[Chorus]
I’ve become accustomed to being alone
Made a home where the dead air grows
Heart turned stone, now it cuts like smoke
No, I don’t bend, no, I don’t fold
I’ve become accustomed to being alone
Second home with a cracked-up soul
If the end gets near, let it take its shot
I’ve been ready for the fall that whole damn road
Hear that?
That’s the sound of the calm breaking
Mask slip, black sky, whole frame shaking
No tears left, just a mind still pacing
God, if it comes, then let it come raging
I’ve become accustomed to being alone
Now the silence talks like it knows my bones
Heart turned stone, but the fire stayed on
So I march through ash when the light is gone
I’ve become accustomed to being alone
Yeah, alone, yeah, alone
And if the end’s right here, then I’ll face that smoke
Like a warrior, even if it’s just today — I won’t choke