Verse 1
Cherry soda bleeding down my wrist,
Laughing like we don’t know what damage is.
You talk in sparks, I think in scars,
We’re two loose wires in a shopping mall.
Graffiti prayers on bathroom doors,
Promise forever, then ask for more.
They sell us rules in a plastic cup,
But we drink the doubt and we throw it up.
Pre-Chorus
They keep the volume low on truth,
But we crank it up just to feel it move.
Chorus
We’re candy-stained ghosts with a fever grin,
Too loud to lose, too strange to win.
Bubblewrap hearts in a razor town,
We float, we fall, we don’t slow down.
Call it fake, call it wrong,
We taste like chaos in a pop song.
Yeah, we glow when the lights go blind,
Sweet on the surface, sharp inside.
Verse 2
Mascara rain on a borrowed shirt,
We flirt with love like it’s gonna hurt.
Every “maybe” feels like a threat,
But we jump anyway with zero net.
Dead-end streets feel cinematic,
Small-town pressure’s automatic.
They want our heads down, hands in line,
But we draw our futures outside the lines.
Pre-Chorus
If normal’s just a quiet cage,
Then break the lock and burn the page.
Chorus
We’re candy-stained ghosts with a fever grin,
Too loud to lose, too strange to win.
Bubblewrap hearts in a razor town,
We float, we fall, we don’t slow down.
Call it fake, call it wrong,
We taste like chaos in a pop song.
Yeah, we glow when the lights go blind,
Sweet on the surface, sharp inside.
Bridge
I don’t wanna be saved or sold,
I wanna feel real when I get old.
If I break, let it be out loud,
Not fading quiet in the background crowd.
Final Chorus
We’re candy-stained souls in a midnight rush,
Half built hope and a sugar crush.
We bruise in color, we heal in sound,
Still standing here, still unbound.
Call us trouble, call us shine,
We’re the wrong answers that still feel right.
Yeah, we burn with a borrowed light,
Sweet on the surface, sharp inside.
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