Yeah, they clap when I walk in the room,
Smile so sharp it could cut the gloom.
All flash, no faith, just fumes —
But I still smell like perfume and proof.

Mama said, “Baby, chase the dream,”
Now I’m sellin’ out shows of me.
Built my name outta smoke and screens,
Addicted to the way they scream.

Got a shelf full of shiny lies,
All my worth in a stranger’s eyes.
Every win just feeds the fear,
That they’ll forget I was ever here.

I talk like gold, I feel like glass,
Smile so long, forgot to ask
What happens when the crowd moves on,
And I’m just echoes of a song.

I’m the trophy kid, polished sin,
Livin’ loud so I don’t cave in.
Every cheer’s a hit of faith,
Every silence feels like blame.
Yeah, I’m the trophy kid, breakin’ big,
But the game don’t love the ones it rigs.
Shine me up, set me down,
Pretty smile, don’t make a sound.

Cash the check, chase the ghost,
Fake the best, feel the most.
Another night, another crown,
Fake friends, fake love, new town.

Got a closet full of borrowed pride,
Ain’t slept sober since the high.
Still play the part, still love the pain,
‘Cause the spotlight hides the stain.

I talk like gold, I feel like glass,
Smile so long, forgot to ask
If fame’s the cure or just the cause,
Of learnin’ how to love applause.

I’m the trophy kid, polished sin,
Livin’ loud so I don’t cave in.
Every cheer’s a hit of faith,
Every silence feels like blame.
Yeah, I’m the trophy kid, breakin’ big,
But the game don’t love the ones it rigs.
Shine me up, set me down,
Pretty smile, don’t make a sound.

I don’t bleed, I brand —
I don’t pray, I plan.
Every scar’s a storyline,
Every loss just sells the shine.

I’m the trophy kid — yeah, look at me now,
Built from gold and a half-true vow.
Every cheer’s a chain, I can’t break free,
Guess I’m the prize they made of me.
I’m the trophy kid, cracked and grinned,
Playin’ forever, never wins.
Set me down, take your bow —
I’m your reflection now.