I'm never coming back

A Song collaboration Lyric wise between myself and Brittney
Special thanks to Alner James for his Drum contribution and Brittney Morrison on all Vocals.

Lyrics:
[Intro]
Glass on the table, morning cold and clear
Breath like smoke against the dawn, shadows disappear
Each echo of the night before unravels in the light
Hands still shaking, grabbing hold of hope with all my might

[Verse 1]
Paper cranes and photographs scattered by my bed
Thunder from another room, words I never said
Silver threads of reason, fraying at the seams
I paint tomorrow bolder, defy my strangest dreams

[Chorus]
I’m never coming back, I’m never turning round
You can keep your hollow words, I won’t make a sound
Cut the ribbon from my heart, the lines were always cracked
I’m never coming back, no, I’m never coming back

[Post-Chorus]
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh

[Verse 2]
Heavy hands on ivory, your memory in the keys
I carve my own escape in shattered melodies
Footsteps in the hallway, I don’t look behind
These thunderclouds are breaking, there’s nothing left to find

[Pre-Chorus]
Ashes on my windowsill, you called it destiny
But freedom’s not a promise made, it’s something I can be

[Chorus]
I’m never coming back, I’m never turning round
You can keep your hollow words, I won’t make a sound
Cut the ribbon from my heart, the lines were always cracked
I’m never coming back, no, I’m never coming back

[Post-Chorus]
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh

[Bridge]
You wrote your name in silence, now it’s fading fast
Promises are tangled roots, nothing ever lasts
I walk along the water, cold against my skin
Let the ripples take my grief, let the healing begin

[Instrumental Break]

[Post-Chorus]
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh

[Chorus]
I’m never coming back, I’m never turning round
You can keep your hollow words, I won’t make a sound
Cut the ribbon from my heart, the lines were always cracked
I’m never coming back, no, I’m never coming back

[Verse 3]
Crimson morning shadows fall across the broken frame
I learned there’s strength in letting go, not shouldering the blame
Candles burned through bitter nights, wax dripping down the truth
I found a voice beneath the scars, a fire born from youth
A fire born from youth
A fire born from youth...