[Intro – Playful synth bells and claps, a cheerful jingle] Brush it off, pretty girl— Smile wide, save the world! Glitter heals and sparkles shield— Right? [Verse 1 – Skipping rhythm, playful tone] They dressed me up in pink and gold, Gave me a wand I could barely hold. Told me I’d be a symbol of light, Even when the dark crept in at night. I twirled, I laughed, I did my part— They called it “valor,” not a broken heart. But I can still feel that monster’s breath… I smiled so hard I forgot the death. [Pre-Chorus – Bouncier, faster] Candy-coated memory! Paint it sweet so no one sees! Every bruise is just a bow— Put on a show! Let no one know! [Chorus – Shiny, explosive, cheerfully fake] Pretty lies in pastel armor! Marching bright to slaughter’s drum. Make it cute, make it charming— So no one asks where the blood came from. I wear my ribbon like a noose, Hold my wand like a loaded truth. Smile, wave, save the day— And cry when no one looks my way! [Verse 2 – Quieter vocals, more personal tone] They said I’d be a hero girl… But I was just a shield. They clapped when I got up again— Didn’t ask what had been peeled. I painted stars on cracked white boots, And danced through fire dressed in cutes. But underneath the gloss and charm— There’s a shaking hand And a bloody arm. [Pre-Chorus – Higher, more manic energy] Dress the trauma up in lace! Put a smile on every face! If we die, let’s make it sweet— Like broken dolls wrapped up in heat! [Chorus – Louder, energetic, but teetering] Pretty lies in pastel armor! Candy-colored battlefield. Slap a sticker on the trauma— Paint the pain so it gets sealed. I laughed too hard to hear the screams, Now they haunt my cotton dreams. Aren’t I so cute, so brave, so bright? So why does nothing feel quite right? [Bridge – Slows down suddenly, eerie glockenspiel over heartbeat bass] Do they see me? Or the poster girl I play? Do they know me? Or the sugar they display? Every time I fall and stand— I feel my grip slip from my hand. [Final Chorus – Key change, wild-eyed energy, tears behind the glitter] Pretty lies in pastel armor! Don’t ask if I’m okay. If I’m smiling, I’m performing— And that’s the magical girl way. I’m drowning in applause and light, But I can’t tell what’s wrong or right. Paint the truth in pink cliché... And hope the hurt just fades away. [Outro – Music abruptly cuts. Lina hums the magical girl theme tune alone, quietly, off-key.]
