
Shattered Glass
post-hardcore, emo-prog, midwest emo, indie emo, cinematic alt rock, theatrical emo, art rock, cabaret rock, glam-punk, avantcore, emo fusion, post-emo revival, angular guitars, explosive drums, dramatic builds, impassioned vocals, anthemic and chaotic, baroque piano, soaring choruses, whispered breakdowns, existential and theatrical, emotional intensity at full throttle, suburban surrealism, life-as-advertisement aesthetic, post-indietronica post-instrumental cello revival, defiant, sincere

Shattered Glass
post-hardcore, emo-prog, midwest emo, indie emo, cinematic alt rock, theatrical emo, art rock, cabaret rock, glam-punk, avantcore, emo fusion, post-emo revival, angular guitars, explosive drums, dramatic builds, impassioned vocals, anthemic and chaotic, baroque piano, soaring choruses, whispered breakdowns, existential and theatrical, emotional intensity at full throttle, suburban surrealism, life-as-advertisement aesthetic, post-indietronica post-instrumental cello revival, defiant, sincere
Lyrics
Verse 1
Midnight bleeds into the sky, another dare
The unknown whispers, but I don't care
Each breath a flight, a fragile, fading sound
Risk it all, where lost light can be found
Verse 2
Fear, a hollow ache within my chest
The uncaring stars demand my very best
Climb 'til the ladder splinters, breaks, and falls
Each scar a story etched on crumbling walls
Chorus
Oh, reach for stars that mock my fading light
Through shadows, storms, and endless, lonely night
Sacrifice it all, for a forgotten name
Dreams, like shattered glass, all look the same
Bridge
The unknown's not cruel, just cold and vast
A veiled truth that's never meant to last
Trust your heart? It's just a broken thing
In the vast unknown, let sorrow cling
Verse 3
Burn the map, the road a fading line
My soul's a compass, but it points to mine
Chase the glow 'til breath's a whispered plea
Victory's drum? It beats for someone, not for me
Chorus
Oh, reach for stars that mock my fading light
Through shadows, storms, and endless, lonely night
Sacrifice it all, for a forgotten name
Dreams, like shattered glass, all look the same
