A new woman, in her world, where the night’s her own Walls close in, heart’s a storm, but she’s not alone Her hairbrush, silver gleam, cradled close and tight It’s her rebel muse, igniting sparks in the night Satin grip, it sings soft, knows her restless ache Every glide’s a secret, where her shadows wake In the hush, it’s her truth, through the angst and craze This brush stokes her hunger, sets her soul ablaze Oh, my hairbrush, you’re my vice, my cry You feel the heat where my demons fly My hidden spark, where my tempests lie In this EDM surge, we burn down the sky (Oh-oh-oh) Slide it low, let it blaze, let it blaze (Oh-oh-oh) Synths are howling, you’re my wild escape (Oh-oh-oh) Rebel friend, keep my fever bold (Oh-oh-oh) We’re electric, breaking all the molds Daylight stings, schoolyard sneers tear her fragile seams Crush’s glance lights her fire, but it haunts her dreams Back in shadows, brush in hand, she reclaims her fight It traces fevered paths, where her heart takes flight Bristled grip, it sings soft, knows her restless ache Every glide’s a secret, where her shadows wake In the hush, it’s her truth, through the angst and craze This brush stokes her hunger, sets her soul ablaze Oh, my hairbrush, you’re my vice, my cry You feel the heat where my demons fly My hidden spark, where my tempests lie In this EDM surge, we burn down the sky When the world’s a cage, and my spirit’s torn You’re my pulse, my riot, where my strength is born Every stroke’s a story, of a fight to be free Hairbrush, you’re my fury, you’re the storm in me New woman, finding power, in her trembling thrill Each shiver’s a defiance, each rush bends her will Her brush, her silent vow, to the heat she’s sworn It’s her fearless ally, in a herself reborn Oh, my hairbrush, you’re my vice, my cry You feel the heat where my demons fly My hidden spark, where my tempests lie In this EDM surge, we burn down the sky (Oh-oh-oh) Slide it low, let it blaze, let it blaze (Oh-oh-oh) Synths are howling, you’re my wild escape (Oh-oh-oh) Rebel friend, keep my fever bold (Oh-oh-oh) We’re electric, breaking all the rules Young woman, heart untamed, with her brush held near Every glide’s her anthem, through the doubt and fear Oh, my hairbrush, you’re my vice, my spark In this dance of chaos, you’re in my endless dark
