Beneath the glare of spotlights and the roar of the crowd lies a story of fragile illusions and hidden truths. Here, a painted smile masks trembling doubts as every note pulses with bittersweet longing. You stand center stage—“lost in the shadows of the night”—caught between the exhilaration of fleeting applause and the weight of what you’ve sacrificed. Verses reveal the gilded cage of fame: cheers that feel hollow, lyrics borrowed, and walls that close in tighter with each encore. A soulful sax bridge slices through the dazzle, laying bare the heartbeat beneath the performance. In the hush of the bridge, when the curtain falls and silence echoes in empty halls, you confront the price of those fleeting moments. With each chorus—“If I only knew the price I’d pay”—the song becomes a confessional, a beacon for anyone who’s ever felt the thrill and the ache of living out a dream built on shifting sand.

If I Only Knew

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