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Glass Roses 2 by chantelledawnphillips

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Glass Roses 2

pop,female vocals

0:003:32
Lyrics
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(Verse 1)
I wear my kindness like glass roses — fragile, rare,
But in their sparkle hides a storm; they don’t see the glare.
Every open hand I give, a lighthouse in the rain,
Yet they mistake the light for weakness, not the strength in pain.
(Pre-Chorus)
I’ve been the quiet ocean, calm before the tide,
But inside, I’m wild thunder, no longer will I hide.
Breaking molds, shattering frames that kept me confined,
My grace is my armor, my heart redesigned.
(Chorus)
They call my softness a shadow, a veil to deceive,
But I’m a wildfire dancing, impossible to bereave.
Glass roses in the wildfire, blooming bright and true,
Kindness is my rebellion — watch me break through.
(Verse 2)
In the silence of my smile, galaxies collide,
A universe of courage that they’ve tried to deride.
Every gentle word is a sword wrapped in silk,
Cutting through the noise, fueled by unshaken will.
(Pre-Chorus)
I’ve been the quiet ocean, calm before the tide,
But inside, I’m wild thunder, no longer will I hide.
Breaking molds, shattering frames that kept me confined,
My grace is my armor, my heart redesigned.
(Bridge - Breakdown with rhythmic shift)
Kindness isn’t fragile — it’s a roaring flame,
Not a token of weakness, but a warrior’s name.
Watch me twist, turn, break the script they wrote,
From whispers to roars, I’m the thunderbolt.
(Key Change Up)
(Chorus - Elevated)
They call my softness a shadow, a veil to deceive,
But I’m a wildfire dancing, impossible to bereave.
Glass roses in the wildfire, blooming bright and true,
Kindness is my rebellion — watch me break through.
(Outro)
So here’s to the tender hearts that burn fierce and bold,
The story of strength in every kindness told.
I’m not just a rose — I’m the storm and the dew,
A symphony of power, shining through and through.