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Behind These Walls Lyrics
[Verse 1]
In the shadows of this cell, where dreams fade away,
I used to sing for the stars, now I'm lost in this gray.
Sylvia Quinteros, a name once on the rise,
Now I face my future with haunted eyes.
Shot through the heart by the lies and deceit,
Yvonne played the queen, turned my throne to defeat
A whisper of danger, a cold graph of fame,
in this broken mirror I can't face my shame.
Chorus:
So listen close, girls, to the song of my strife.
Fame can turn to ashes, just a flicker of life.
Behind these walls, I've learned it's too late.
Don't follow my footsteps, don't tempt fate.
[Verse 2]
In this cold concrete jungle, where hope goes to die,
We gather in silence our spirits run dry.
The screams of the past haunt the air like a ghost.
A battle for freedom, a haunting I loathe.
Dreams of the stage now feels distant, obscure.
Each note that I sang now feels like a cure,
but the pen that I wield, it's a poison in hand.
My melodies tangled in a dark bitter land.
[Repeat chorus]
[Bridge]
They thought I was a superstar, a glimpse of the crown.
But I traded my dreams for this prison town.
If I could rewind I'd choose love over pride,
but the choices I made left me empty inside.
[Repeat chorus]
[Outro]
So step back from the edge, find your way to the light.
Break free from the shadows, don't lose the fight.
I sing from the dark but I dream of the day,
that we rise together and we'll find our way.
In the shadows of this cell, where dreams fade away,
I used to sing for the stars, now I'm lost in this gray.
Sylvia Quinteros, a name once on the rise,
Now I face my future with haunted eyes.
Yvonne played the queen, turned my throne to defeat
A whisper of danger, a cold graph of fame,
in this broken mirror I can't face my shame.
So listen close, girls, to the song of my strife.
Fame can turn to ashes, just a flicker of life.
Behind these walls, I've learned it's too late.
Don't follow my footsteps, don't tempt fate.
In this cold concrete jungle, where hope goes to die,
We gather in silence our spirits run dry.
The screams of the past haunt the air like a ghost.
A battle for freedom, a haunting I loathe.
Each note that I sang now feels like a cure,
but the pen that I wield, it's a poison in hand.
My melodies tangled in a dark bitter land.
They thought I was a superstar, a glimpse of the crown.
But I traded my dreams for this prison town.
If I could rewind I'd choose love over pride,
but the choices I made left me empty inside.
So step back from the edge, find your way to the light.
Break free from the shadows, don't lose the fight.
I sing from the dark but I dream of the day,
that we rise together and we'll find our way.
Who wrote the lyrics to 'Behind These Walls' by Sylvia Quinteros?