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Curtain Call (Still Breathing)

One more time. Smile on. We’re still breathing. I learned to walk in heels on a wire, Learned to sing through smoke and fever and fire. They call it “destiny,” I call it “survive,” Every night I die a little, every night I revive. If you ever saw the room when the lights go out, You’d hear the silence screaming under the sound. But I lift my chin like it’s nothing at all— ’Cause the world loves a star that won’t fall. Count the flashes like prayers, Hold the moment like air. If the truth is a wave, We keep swimming anyway. This is the curtain call (still breathing), Hands in the air like we mean it. If the spotlight breaks us, we’re leaving Pieces of gold where we’ve been. We’re not perfect, we’re not safe, We’re a song in a shaking cage— This is the curtain call (still breathing), Say our names, watch us stay. I kiss the danger like it’s cherry wine, I love the rush when the whole world’s mine. But don’t confuse my smile for a simple thing— I’m a locked door painted glittery. They want a villain, a muse, a sin, So I give them a show and I let them win. Then I come backstage and I shake in the dark Like, “Is this freedom, or just a spark?” If the mask is a mirror, Who do you adore? We’ll take the applause, But we want something more. This is the curtain call (still breathing), Hands in the air like we mean it. If the spotlight breaks us, we’re leaving Pieces of gold where we’ve been. We’re not perfect, we’re not safe, We’re a song in a shaking cage— This is the curtain call (still breathing), Say our names, watch us stay. When the makeup comes off, Do I fade or begin? When the music cuts out, Do you love what’s within? I’m scared of the quiet, I’m scared of the truth, I’m scared I’m a stranger In the life that I grew. (“Hold on.” “I’m here.”) Still breathing. Still breathing. Still— This is the curtain call (still breathing), We’re not a rumor, we’re meaning. If the spotlight breaks us, we’re leaving A constellation in the wind. We’re not perfect, we’re not safe, But we’re real in the ways we can’t say— This is the curtain call (still breathing), Say our names— We stay. One more time. Smile on. We’re still breathing.