[Verse 1] Christmas Eve, twenty-seven years old. The world outside was freezing and cold. Inside the bedroom, the nightmare awoke, As holiday red turned to thick black smoke. She woke to the heat, to the walls caving in, Just another trap she was stuck inside again. Barely made it out through the choking air, Leaving the ashes of her life right there. [Pre-Chorus] But that wasn't the first time she'd stared at the grave, Nor the first time she learned there was no one to save. From the physical bruises that started the war, To the psychological abuse at the door. When the weight got too heavy, she tried to let go, Chasing the blade and the pills down below. But he stared through the shadows and whispered, "Not yet," Leaving hidden scars she would never forget. [Chorus] Loss after loss, heartbreak on heartbreak! How much can one human spirit take? They tried to erase her, she tried to give in, But gravity failed, and she’s breathing again! Reaper’s still in the rearview, biding his time, But he’s losing his grip on this mountain she’d climb! [Verse 2] From the fists to the mind, the cruelty grew, Every version of hell was a weapon they threw. Broken trust like a mirror smashed on the floor, Bleeding out on the rug, fighting her civil war. She tried to snuff the light, tried to pull the plug, Sinking down to the grave that they already dug. But the universe fought her, the clock wouldn't stop, She hit the dark bottom, then shot to the top! [Pre-Chorus] Yeah, she cheated the fire, she cheated the rope, Finding twisted salvation in wreckage and hope. Now she knows his shadow, she hears his cold breath, She’s mastered the art of trading punches with death! [Chorus] Loss after loss, heartbreak on heartbreak! How much can one human spirit take? They tried to erase her, she tried to give in, But gravity failed, and she’s breathing again! Reaper’s still in the rearview, biding his time, But he’s losing his grip on this mountain she’d climb! [Bridge] Thirty years came with a ghost of the past, A beautiful survivor who outlived the last. But a countdown is ticking deep in her soul… Nine days left till she finally hits thirty-one. Refusing to look back at the ash and the fire, She realizes she’s standing on top of the pyre! She tried to die a thousand times before, But look at her now, walking out of the war! [Guitar Solo] [Final Chorus] Loss after loss, heartbreak on heartbreak! Look at the stadium of steps she could take! They tried to erase her, she tried to give in, But gravity failed, and she’s winning again! Death’s still waiting by the edge of the sun, But she’s nine days away from the war being won! [Outro] Nine days. Count 'em down. She’s still wearing her crown. The fire couldn't claim her. The dark couldn't break her. So here she welcomes the big thirty-one.
