Dead Girls Don’t Cry

[Verse 1]
Black dress, chipped paint
Lip gloss tastes like complaint
You talk big talk in my face
But you still spell my name
Cheap thrills, gold teeth
You like dragging your grief
I make peace look obscene
Turn my hurt into heat (yeah)
[Pre-Chorus]
You say I feel nothing
Say my heart’s all rust
But I bled every night
Just to cover it up
Now I’m done with the grave
That you built in my tongue
If you came here for tears
You came to the wrong one
[Chorus]
Dead girls don’t cry
We just dance in the wreckage
Turn every goodbye
To a new kind of fetish
You want my pain?
Get in line, get in line
I burned that way
Now I’m fine, now I’m fine
Dead girls don’t cry
We just ghost through the fire
You can watch me rise
But you don’t get to stay higher
[Verse 2]
Soft voice, sharp knife
Carved you out of my life
You still haunt my bedside
Only when it’s midnight
Flashbacks, slow burn
I got scars, got returns
But I cash out every hurt
Turn my loss into work (hah)
[Pre-Chorus]
You say I feel nothing
Like I’m made out of ice
But you fed every freeze
With your sugarcoat lies
Now I’m done being prey
To your holy disguise
If you came for a flood
You’ll just choke on the dry
[Chorus]
Dead girls don’t cry
We just dance in the wreckage
Turn every goodbye
To a new kind of fetish
You want my pain?
Get in line, get in line
I burned that way
Now I’m fine, now I’m fine
Dead girls don’t cry
We just ghost through the fire
You can watch me rise
But you don’t get to stay higher
[Bridge]
I did my mourning in private (shh)
Swallowed the storm, stayed silent
Now every shadow I hide in
Looks better than your high-end violence
I’m not heartless
Just heart-protected
You lost access
Call it self-correction (yeah)
[Chorus]
Dead girls don’t cry
We just dance in the wreckage
Turn every goodbye
To a new kind of fetish
You want my pain?
Get in line, get in line
I burned that way
Now I’m fine, now I’m fine
Dead girls don’t cry
We just ghost through the fire
You can watch me rise
But you don’t get to stay higher

rap, Dark pop-EDM hybrid with female vocals; glassy pads swell over a deep half-time groove and subby synths. Verses stay breathy and close, with smoky rap cadences weaving through filtered pads, then widen on pre-chorus risers. Choruses bloom into lush stereo leads, detuned stacks, and side-chained pads pumping under a sharp melodic topline. Drops hit with distorted low-end, scatter FX, and whispered ad-libs tucked behind the main vocal for a haunted, club-ready feel., breathy, pop, ambient, female vocals, edm