[Intro – Spoken softly]
Yeah… they said dreams fade when the lights go down,
but I’m still burnin’ under these city sounds.
Another night, another masquerade —
I’m marchin’ through this glass heart parade.
[Verse 1 – Melodic Emo tone]
Rain on the dashboard, mirror cracked again,
Love letters inked in permanent pen.
Promises hang from telephone wires,
Sparks in my chest, ignitin’ like fire.
Whispers of yesterday, echo through my veins,
All these painted smiles can’t hide the pain.
[Pre-Chorus – Building intensity]
Every breath feels like a stage dive fall,
But I’m still screamin’ louder through it all.
Tear the curtain, let the real me bleed —
They can’t cage what they can’t read.
[Chorus – Big, energetic pop-punk burst]
We’re the broken, we’re the brave,
Singin’ loud from the empty graves.
Turn my pain into sound,
Feel the thunder shake the ground!
Glass hearts don’t shatter — they shine,
Underneath these neon signs.
We’re the lost ones, unafraid,
In this glass heart parade! [yeah!]
[Verse 2 – Emotional drop, baroque pop feel]
Strings in my head play a symphony of fear,
But I dance anyway when the silence gets near.
Midnight violins with electric veins,
Playin’ the truth that nobody explains.
Lace and leather, faith and sin,
Every scar’s just light breakin’ in.
[Bridge – Switch to pop rock energy, distorted guitar cues]
[beat drop + crowd chant fx]
Raise your hands if you ever felt low,
We turn our wounds into stereo glow!
[echoed ad-lib: “Stereo glow!”]
Blood and glitter in the same breath,
We fall in love just to cheat death.
Yeah, I know the dark, it knows my name,
But I dance with it — we play the same game.
[Chorus – Repeated with stronger harmony + ad-libs]
We’re the broken, we’re the brave,
Singin’ loud from the empty graves. [woah-oh!]
Turn my pain into sound,
Feel the thunder shake the ground!
Glass hearts don’t shatter — they shine,
Underneath these neon signs.
We’re the lost ones, unafraid,
In this glass heart parade!
[Pre-Outro – Echoed vocal build]
[auto-tune / reverb fx]
Oh, we glow, we glow in the dark,
Every crack became our spark.
No apologies, no charade —
This is our glass heart parade.
[Outro – Slow piano fade]
Yeah… still marchin’ through the pain,
But the light looks good in the rain.
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