Lyrics

**[Verse 1] (Soft, Acoustic)**
*She paints her mornings in pastel light,*
*Lips always curved—just slightly too tight.*
*"I'm fine," she says, like a whispered prayer,*
*Folding the chaos with delicate care.*

*The cracks in the vase don’t show from afar,*
*She’s mastered the art of playing the star.*
*A standing ovation for borrowed grace,*
*While the shadows keep tightening ‘round her embrace.*

**[Pre-Chorus] (Piano Crescendo)**
*But the weight of the world’s not hers to hold,*
*And the mask starts to crumble like fool’s gold…*

**[Chorus] (Full Band – Soaring)**
*But she’ll pretend, pretend ‘til the lie becomes true,*
*‘Til the storm in her chest turns to morning dew.*
*One day she’ll wake, and the chains will unwind—*
*She faked the dawn ‘til it came to life.*

**[Verse 2] (Electric Guitar Swells, Moody)**
*She dances solo in candlelit rooms,*
*Counting the hours ‘til the numbness resumes.*
*Laughter like wind chimes—hollow but sweet,*
*A scripted performance for strangers she meets.*

*But deep in the silence, the embers still glow,*
*A fire she smothers but refuses to let go…*

**[Pre-Chorus] (Heavier, Drum Build-Up)**
*‘Cause the weight of the world’s not hers to bear,*
*And the cracks start to shine like lightning in air…*

**[Chorus] (Epic, Key Change)**
*And she’ll pretend, pretend ‘til the lie becomes true,*
*‘Til the storm in her chest turns to morning dew.*
*One day she’ll wake, and the chains will unwind—*
*She faked the dawn ‘til it came to life.*

**[Bridge] (Prog Breakdown – Odd Time Signature)**
*The clock ticks backwards, the mirrors all lie,*
*She stitches the seams where the threads come untied.*
*But the deeper the wound, the brighter the scar—*
*She’s stronger than she thinks she are…*

*(Instrumental Climax: Guitar solo soars over orchestral swells, then sudden silence.)*

**[Final Chorus] (Whispered → Triumphant)**
*(Soft, a cappella)*
*She’ll pretend… pretend…*
*(Band explodes back in, gospel-style harmonies)*
*‘Til the lie becomes TRU-U-U-E!*
*The phoenix learns how to rise from the pyre,*
*She faked the light…*
*‘Til it burned like the sun inside!*