[Intro] [Verse 1] They said it was the trend So I changed my face again Didn’t recognize the mirror Just a version made to sell Will I survive the comments? Every whisper, every stare The street is cold and ruthless They don’t ask how you’re in there [Pre-Chorus] You walk steady on quicksand ground Smile sharp, never make a sound [Chorus] You dance the way the music bends Sighs for every inch you lend Skin on display like butcher’s lines Chin up high, don’t trip this time Sighs for every inch you lend Lights, smoke, drums — they mark the end [Verse 2] Eyes like knives are following Measuring my bones and breath They don’t want your truth or fear They just want perfection dressed No mistakes, no hesitation Every step a silent fight You are balance in the chaos Walking fire under lights [Pre-Chorus] Applause feels warm, then turns to sand You learn to fall and still command [Chorus] You dance the way the music bends Sighs for every inch you lend Skin on display like butcher’s lines Chin up high, don’t trip this time Sighs for every inch you lend Lights, smoke, drums — they mark the end [Bridge] I complain, but I love it all The rush, the hunger, the rise, the fall I see the envy off the floor From velvet ropes and closed-off doors They sit and watch and buy the dress But not the soul that fuels the press [Final Chorus] You dance the way the music bends More than fabric, flesh and trends They own the look, the cut, the seam But not the fire, not the dream They buy the dress, they chase the name But not the soul that walks the flame [Outro] Runway built on quicksand ground Still you walk. Still you don’t go down. [fade slowly]
