Lyrics
[INTRO — TRICKSTER]
Hear the crowd, hear them scream
I was born to chase a dream
Every wound becomes a light
Every victim feeds the night
I don’t need your love
I need you watching
눈을 감지 마
내가 보고 있어
[VERSE 1 — TRICKSTER]
They called me beautiful
They called me cruel
I learned that fear
Was the strongest tool
A broken stage
A burning name
I turned their screams
Into my fame
[PRE-CHORUS — TRICKSTER]
Can you feel it?
The blade beneath the song
Can you hear them?
They knew me all along
[CHORUS — BOTH]
Dance with me beneath the neon
Bleeding hearts and shattered dreams
Love me when the lights are dying
Love me when I’m not what I seem
너의 비명 속에서
나는 다시 태어나
끝이 없는 이 무대 위
우린 서로를 삼켜가
[VERSE 2 — NINA ONLY]
I saw the man behind the smile
The lonely eyes behind the style
Everyone worshipped what he made
Nobody saw the price he paid
You painted gold across the scars
You built your throne from broken hearts
But when the music fades away
Who are you when no one’s there?
[PRE-CHORUS — NINA ONLY]
I won’t scream
I won’t run
I won’t become
Another one
[CHORUS — TRICKSTER]
Dance with me beneath the neon
Let the whole world hear you cry
If they want a perfect monster
I’ll become it when they die
날 기억해
날 잊지 마
이 순간이 영원하도록
너의 마지막 숨결까지
내 노래가 되어라
[BREAKDOWN — TRICKSTER ONLY]
I am the knife
I am the kiss
I am the reason
You won’t forget this
Look at me!
LOOK AT ME!
Wasn’t this what you wanted?
[BREAKDOWN — NINA ONLY]
No.
This isn’t beauty.
This isn’t fame.
This is a cage
wearing your name.
[DUET]
TRICKSTER: You can’t escape me.
NINA: I never belonged to you.
TRICKSTER: You need the spotlight.
NINA: I needed the truth.
TRICKSTER: Then watch me burn it.
NINA: Then watch me leave.
TRICKSTER: You think you’re free?
NINA: I finally breathe.
[FINAL CHORUS — BOTH]
Dance with me beneath the neon
Where the angels lose their wings
너의 거짓말이 들려
모든 것이 무너져 내려
TRICKSTER: I will live forever!
NINA: You were never immortal.
TRICKSTER: Remember my name!
NINA: I’ll remember what you were.
[OUTRO — NINA ONLY]
When the final curtain falls
And silence fills these empty halls
I won’t carry your scars anymore
I won’t be your audience
I won’t be your victim
I walk beyond the door
[WHISPER — TRICKSTER]
…Encore.