Wearing black and red
I’m light as a feather,
Soft as the air,
A woman of small little rituals and care.
When I need confidence,
Calm in my head,
I wear my black little dress instead.
Pearls on my neck,
Hair perfectly tied,
Like nothing could shake me tonight.
(Verse 2)
But when I want danger,
When I want flame,
I put on the red and I change the whole game.
Gold on my skin,
My hair falling free,
Like the wildest version of me.
I walk out smiling,
Armed for the night,
But none of those women are truly my life.
(Chorus)
It’s not hard to see me,
Not hard to know,
I never hide deeper than black, red, and gold.
I’m not trying to be mysterious tonight,
Just look a little closer behind all the light.
Beyond every version,
Beyond every role,
There’s a quiet girl
With a storm in her soul.
It’s not hard to find me,
I’m already here —
Hidden somewhere
Between courage and fear.
(Verse 3)
When midnight grows quiet
And parties all fade,
I wash off the perfume and makeup I made.
Tea on the table,
My cat by my side,
The kind of small silence I like.
I talk to the stars,
Write poems alone,
Dreaming of someone
Who feels like a home.
(Bridge)
Sometimes I sparkle,
Sometimes I disappear,
Sometimes I wear confidence just to get through the year.
But under the colors,
The glamour, the glow —
I’m softer than most people know.
(Final Chorus)
It’s not hard to see me,
Not hard to know,
I never hide deeper than black, red, and gold.
I’m not trying to be mysterious tonight,
Just look a little closer behind all the light.
Beyond every version,
Beyond every role,
There’s a quiet girl
With a storm in her soul.
It’s not hard to find me,
I’m already here —
Hidden somewhere
Between courage and fear.
(Outro)
No more pretending...
No more disguise...
Just tea, little poems,
And stars in my eyes...
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