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Lyrics
The mirror’s broken, the glass is thin
I’m done with a game you have rigged
A castle from cards is what you built
I’m taking the deck back with no guilt
No more whispers, no more “maybe”
You can’t gaslight me no more baby
You need an audience to feel like you’re real
But I’m not a prop in your highlight reel
The truth isn’t something you get to decree
The spotlight is dim, the pedestals empty
The louder you shout, the less that I hear
The fog’s disappearing — the exits are clear.
No more whispers, no more “maybe”
You can’t gaslight me no more baby
You need an audience to feel like you’re real
But I’m not a prop in your highlight reel
I’m finding the exits and climbing the stairs
No turning back now I'm aware
You need an audience to feel like you’re real
But I’m not a prop in your highlight reel
The truth isn’t something you get to decree
The truth is something that’s setting me free.
[Echo]
Watch the mask slip...
Watch the walls fall...
I’m standing tall.
I’m standing tall.
Your Not that smart after all.
Details
GeneratedFeb 22, 2026
Duration2:26
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Glassy synth-pop meets art-pop drama, female vocals. Tight, syncopated drums and rubbery bass in the verses, slidin
Credits
Prompt bymusicmadebymissj
ModelAria v5
