Final Act at Center Stage

[Intro]
I am the villain
it’s stuck in my veins (yeah)
part two of the ending
same smoke, new flames
[Verse 1]
Would you believe
I’ve come to my end here
watching you dancing
while I disappear
You spin in the center
eyes closed, you’re swaying
I’m up in the rafters
just pacing and praying
I call it the final act
silent applause in my chest
every bad choice I stacked
built me this exit, I guess
[Chorus]
This is my final act, take
curtain falls, my mistakes
you don’t see me fade to black
you just laugh, you just laugh
I was the monster in your play
but I’m walking off today
while you’re dancing, while you’re praying
I’m erased, but you keep swaying (oh)
[Verse 2]
You toss your confessions
like glitter and rice
I choke on the echoes
of every advice
They said I was hopeless
I wore it like gold
you called me heartless
I played the role
But here in the half-light
I’m tired of the mask
I let my halo burn out
just to make you gasp (yeah)
Now I’m done with the script
done dragging this chain
last bow from a villain
who finally feels the shame
[Chorus]
This is my final act, take
curtain falls, my mistakes
you don’t see me fade to black
you just laugh, you just laugh
I was the villain in your play
but I’m walking off today
while you’re dancing, while you’re praying
I’m erased, but you keep swaying
[Bridge]
If I said I’m sorry
would the lights stay on? (hey)
Or would you keep spinning
like I’m already gone?
I’m not asking forgiveness
just dropping the knife
you can have the spotlight
I’ll give you my life
[Chorus]
This is my final act, take
curtain falls, my mistakes
you don’t see me fade to black
you just laugh, you just laugh
I was the villain in your play
but I’m walking off today
while you’re dancing, while you’re praying
I fade out
and you keep swaying (oh yeah)

rap, Moody piano-led dark rap with male vocals; verses ride a sparse, swung trap groove and close, almost whispered delivery, then choruses bloom with wide, reverb-heavy chords and a chant-like hook. Sub kicks stay deep and simple, with subtle distorted textures and glitchy vocal doubles in the ad-libs. Energy rises from introspective to theatrical, like a villain’s last monologue delivered under a spotlight., soft