[Intro]
My Outro For My 20th Birthday
(soft piano, heartbeat pulse)
[Verse 1]
Midnight streets and borrowed coats, laughter tucked inside my throat,
A candle fights the wind but still it stays alive.
Stickers on a cardboard crown, a Polaroid on the ground,
Confetti on my sweater like a map of where I tried.
[Pre-Chorus]
There’s a tremor in the room, a hush before the dawn,
A breath that hangs between the past I loved and what I’m on.
I fold the small regrets into a pocket of new songs,
I’ll keep the good and let the weight move on.
[Chorus]
This is my outro, twenty candles, one last light,
My Outro For My 20th Birthday — I let the darkness meet the bright.
Midnight cake and promises, confetti on my sweater tonight,
Driving back home at dawn, the city hums a lullaby.
[Verse 2]
There’s a letter in my drawer, never sent, lines I ignored,
Names and places blurred by time but honest in their ache.
The mirrors told me quieter things, the mirror told me to take wing,
So I put on my coat and walked the risks that I would make.
[Pre-Chorus]
The clock unthreads the quiet, stitches up the night,
I feel the edges soften as I pick a single light.
A choice to carry laughter, leave the doubt beneath the rug,
My pockets full of warmth, my shoulders shrug the thud.
[Chorus]
This is my outro, twenty candles, one last light,
My Outro For My 20th Birthday — I let the darkness meet the bright.
Midnight cake and promises, confetti on my sweater tonight,
Driving back home at dawn, the city hums a lullaby.
[Bridge]
I decide what comes with me: the stubborn songs, the hand-me-down hope,
I decide what I’ll unlace: the names that pull me backward like a rope.
I’ll keep the map of laughter, the reckless nights that learned to be kind,
Close the door on what I outgrew — step forward with the kindest mind.
[Chorus — Climactic]
This is my outro, twenty candles, one last light,
My Outro For My 20th Birthday — I turn the page and meet the night.
There’s a letter that I’ll mail, a sunrise stitched into my sight,
Driving back home at dawn, tomorrow tastes like first daylight.
[Outro]
My Outro For My 20th Birthday — whisper, then a shout,
A final breath of who I was, and who I’m figuring out.
With every step the city fades, but something more remains:
A tiny flame I carry on, a roadmap made of refrains.
My Outro For My 20th Birthday.
