Golden Mirage [Electro Swing] [Jazz] [Female Vocals] #ai

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I wear a smile, a borrowed gleam,
Threadbare gold in a patchwork scheme.
Each step rehearsed on a tilted stage,
A mirror’s glare, a gilded cage.
The crowd erupts, they never see
The cracks beneath my tapestry.
Every bow, a tightrope spin,
Balancing truths I’ve locked within.

Chasing shadows in a hall of glass,
Every reflection a question I pass.
What’s real dissolves beneath the haze,
A golden mirage in a neon maze.

The lights are loud; they drown my doubt,
Glossed-over whispers, inside out.
I play the part, a practiced art,
But each new act pulls me apart.
The rhythm bites, it leads, it dares,
But leaves me gasping in thinner air.
Fingers grasp for a fleeting win,
A game I’m fated to not begin.

Chasing shadows in a hall of glass,
Every reflection a question I pass.
What’s real dissolves beneath the haze,
A golden mirage in a neon maze.

The gilded edges start to peel,
Revealing truths I tried to conceal.
What if the shine was never mine?
Just borrowed light on borrowed time.
Still, I’ll run—this dance, my creed,
For who I am is who I need.

Chasing shadows in a hall of glass,
Every reflection a moment I grasp.
If I’m the mirage, I’ll blaze my phase,
A fleeting spark in a neon haze.

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