[Intro]
Soft keys paint a sunrise on a porcelain smile, a halo made of glass and lies.
Tick-tock of a music box hums through the dimmed lights, counting secrets kept inside.
[Verse 1]
Ivory dawn, innocent eyes, the room breathes like a lullaby,
Toy bells tremble as the shadows learn to hide behind a childish grin.
Little whispers float on velvet air, silky threads pull at the seam of truth,
A halo shimmered in the mirror, but the glow is rusted, chipped with doubt.
[Pre-Chorus]
Breath held, the seam uncurls a darker thread,
Footsteps echo softly where the daisies should be red.
[Chorus]
Fake halo, hollow gleam, smile turning colder in the light:
The truth slips out in moonlit echoes of the night.
Heart drums in the chest of a statue, eyes that never blink or tire,
Creep closer to the truth I’m trained to deny.
[Verse 2]
The piano weeps in minor, secrets stitched inside the keys,
Bass digs deep like a heartbeat pounding through the floorboards’ creed.
Electronic rain taps a rhythm on the window pane,
Strings rise like ghosts rehearsing lines of a manufactured praise.
[Pre-Chorus]
Hidden wires hum beneath the innocent skin,
A chorus of toy soldiers march to a hidden hymn.
[Chorus]
Fake halo, hollow gleam, smile turning colder in the light:
The truth slips out in moonlit echoes of the night.
Heart drums in the chest of a statue, eyes that never blink or tire,
Creep closer to the truth I’m trained to deny.
[Bridge]
Whispers crown the crown of smooth deceit,
Ghosts applaud the sorry saint that I’ve become.
Behind the velvet mask, a fault line speaks in breath,
I learn who I am when the pretty lies are gone.
[Chorus]
Fake halo, hollow gleam, smile turning colder in the light:
The truth slips out in moonlit echoes of the night.
Heart drums in the chest of a statue, eyes that never blink or tire,
Creep closer to the truth I’m trained to deny.
[Outro]
The music box sighs, a final pried-open secret sighs,
As the innocence dissolves into a darker, certain rise.
