Free From It All-Lecrae/Mathai

But should I fall I'm still free from it all (it all it all it all it all) Round of applause, I pause to take a photo op None of it's real; it's just Photoshopped Crop out my flaws then my failures, my aches and all my ailments Now I'm picture perfect, take all my dirt and conceal it Really, I no better than any But they pay me a pretty penny to sit and look pretty Not to big, not skinny, be whatever these fans demand of me 'Cause otherwise they probably wouldn't love me The show goes on even after the curtains close I smile and pose, put my signature on they clothes They lift me up so high that I'm surely about to fall The higher that I go the more unforgivin' they are No grace and no exceptions, all they want is perfection The man in the mirror can't even see his reflection You live for their acceptance, you die from their rejection But even if I fall, I fell in the right direction Cameras flash, the curtains call, the credits roll down the screen Critics laugh, they hate us all as they applaud But should I fall I'm still free from it all Life is a cage, a prison of everyone's approval Fight for acceptance and struggle so you don't ever lose it But livin' for their acceptance has got us stressing Insecure people obsessed with leaving impressions Ladies spending time on their faces painting pretty lines To you and me its make-up, but to her, it's a disguise You look her in her eyes and see her soul cry 'Cause living for other people's got her living a lie Hadn't slept in day, close his eyes and he pray Someone would miss him if he fell like a star out of space But I'm sure they'll replace him, just a name and a face They say they love you, but it's easy to fall from their graces Live for everyone else gotcha losin' yourself Why be slave when made to be free from the guilt? To be free from the shame, you are more than a name If you go down you got the freedom to get up again Cameras flash, the curtains call, the credits roll down the screen Critics laugh, they hate us all as they applaud But should I fall I'm still free from it all Every moment is passing; just let 'em go In fifty years, man, who cares? We'll be super old Many winners will lose, many heroes will fall And if that's me I'm still (free from it all) Cameras flash, the curtains call, the credits roll down the screen Critics laugh, they hate us all as they applaud But should I fall I'm still free from it all