Ella Outta the Cinders

Soulful art-rock ballad, baddie metal core, synth bass Harmonizing female vocals

V5.5

Verse 2
Her stepmother whispered, “You’ll never be queen,”
But Cinderella knew better than she’d been,
She spun on the pole with her head held high,
Turned every cruel “no” into wings for the sky.

Verse 3
The club lights were shining like stars in the night,
She danced through her darkness and stepped into light,
Those glass heels were heavy, but she learned how to stand,
With power in her hips and her fate in her hands.

Verse 4
Then came the Prince with his kingdom and crown,
But Cinderella wouldn’t let love pull her down,
He saw past the dancer, the shimmer, the show,
And asked her what she wanted—she finally said, “I know.”

Chorus
✨ Glass heels, big dreams, she’s breaking the spell,
From the bottom of the staircase to the top where she dwells,
She lost what was given, then built something new,
Cinderella danced—and her dreams finally came true. ✨

Verse 5
She didn’t need rescue, she needed respect,
A life of her choosing, a future to protect,
Her nine-inch stilettos became her parade,
A crown for the woman her struggle had made.

Verse 6
She danced for her freedom, she danced for her name,
No longer ashamed of surviving the flame,
Every turn told a story, each step broke a chain,
She transformed all her sorrow to strength from the pain.

Verse 7
The clock struck twelve, but she didn’t run home,
She’d built her own castle, her own throne, her own Rome,
No fairy godmother could tell her what to be,
She’d become her own magic—completely free.

Verse 8
The Prince took her hand, but she stood on her own,
She told him, “I love you, but this is my throne,”
He smiled and replied, “Then beside you I’ll stand,”
And together they built what they both had planned.

Verse 9
Now when midnight strikes, she still owns the night,
Nine-inch glass stilettos reflecting the light,
Her happily ever after wasn’t a prince at the door—
It was finding herself and needing no one to restore.

Final Chorus
✨ Glass heels, big dreams, she’s breaking the spell,
From the bottom of the staircase to the top where she dwells,
She lost what was given, then built something new,
Cinderella danced—and her dreams finally came true. ✨

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Verse 1 Midnight came calling, she stepped through the door, Nine-inch glass stilettos tapping the floor, She’d traded her ashes for glitter and gold, And learned that her worth could never be sold. Verse 2 Her stepmother whispered, “You’ll never be queen,” But Cinderella knew better than she’d been, She spun on the pole with her head held high, Turned every cruel “no” into wings for the sky. Verse 3 The club lights were shining like stars in the night, She danced through her darkness and stepped into light, Those glass heels were heavy, but she learned how to stand, With power in her hips and her fate in her hands. Verse 4 Then came the Prince with his kingdom and crown, But Cinderella wouldn’t let love pull her down, He saw past the dancer, the shimmer, the show, And asked her what she wanted—she finally said, “I know.” Chorus ✨ Glass heels, big dreams, she’s breaking the spell, From the bottom of the staircase to the top where she dwells, She lost what was given, then built something new, Cinderella danced—and her dreams finally came true. ✨ Verse 5 She didn’t need rescue, she needed respect, A life of her choosing, a future to protect, Her nine-inch stilettos became her parade, A crown for the woman her struggle had made. Verse 6 She danced for her freedom, she danced for her name, No longer ashamed of surviving the flame, Every turn told a story, each step broke a chain, She transformed all her sorrow to strength from the pain. Verse 7 The clock struck twelve, but she didn’t run home, She’d built her own castle, her own throne, her own Rome, No fairy godmother could tell her what to be, She’d become her own magic—completely free. Verse 8 The Prince took her hand, but she stood on her own, She told him, “I love you, but this is my throne,” He smiled and replied, “Then beside you I’ll stand,” And together they built what they both had planned. Verse 9 Now when midnight strikes, she still owns the night, Nine-inch glass stilettos reflecting the light, Her happily ever after wasn’t a prince at the door— It was finding herself and needing no one to restore. Final Chorus ✨ Glass heels, big dreams, she’s breaking the spell, From the bottom of the staircase to the top where she dwells, She lost what was given, then built something new, Cinderella danced—and her dreams finally came true. ✨

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