The lights are blinding…
The crown is heavy.
I chased the fame, the perfect face,
The world applauded my flawless grace.
Every smile, every step on stage,
Was gilded chains I could not disengage.
Perfection hides a prison tight,
A shining cage that steals the night.
Chains of gold, they hold me fast,
A sparkling trap that will not pass.
Fame and beauty, all I sought,
Yet freedom’s price cannot be bought.
Every mirror shows what they want,
A flawless mask, a daunting font.
Ambition whispers, “You must ascend,”
But every rise can be the end.
Perfection hides a prison tight,
A shining cage that steals the night.
Chains of gold, they hold me fast,
A sparkling trap that will not pass.
Fame and beauty, all I sought,
Yet freedom’s price cannot be bought.
I break the crown, I drop the mask,
No longer chasing the endless task.
The glitter fades, the truth is clear,
The soul is free when the chains disappear.
Chains of gold, they hold me fast,
A sparkling trap that will not pass.
Fame and beauty, all I sought,
Yet freedom’s price cannot be bought.
Дата на публикация: 26 януари, 2026
Категория:
Музика
Ключови думи:
rock
Рок
hard
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