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Live version of a song from Lorde's debut studio album, Pure Heroine.
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Lorde - "Ribs" (Live)

Phoebe Bridgers ft. Rob Moose (live) - Moon Song (Brooklyn, New York) *bonus track

Caught In The Middle by Paramore LIVE from Austin City Limits

Ain’t It Fun is off of Paramore’s Self Titled (2013) album

Ain’t It Fun by Paramore LIVE from Austin City Limits

I do not own this song. All credits belong to Taylor Swift.

Special thanks to KP TELEVISION (ON YOUTUBE)

Lover Fest Tour: The Concept Album - EP

Cruel Summer (Lover Fest Tour Concept)

Running Out Of Time by Paramore live in Dublin, Ireland

Intro / You First by Paramore live in Dublin, Ireland

Paramore debut Figure 8 live for the first time in Charlotte, North Carolina (2023) 
 
Photo by Kent Smith for The Spectrum Center

Figure 8 by Paramore (live debut) from The Spectrum Center

Welcome, my child…

[Verse 1]
The castle gleams with golden light,
Her invitation, warm and bright.
They say she holds the fountain’s key,
Eternal beauty waits for me.
The halls are grand, the servants kind,
She speaks with grace, a brilliant mind.
I’m honored by her gracious call—
A guest within her marble hall.

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Come, sweet child, don’t be afraid,
I’ll show you secrets beauty made.
The mirror whispers what I need,
Your youth will be my sacred creed.

[Chorus 1]
Step into my porcelain shrine,
Where flesh and beauty intertwine.
The mirror’s face demands its toll,
Your innocence will keep me whole.
(Stay with me... you’re meant for me...)

[Verse 2]
The doors are locked, the windows sealed,
The servants’ eyes—what do they conceal?
The iron scent I thought was wine
Now stains the walls in crimson lines.
Her smile reveals a sharpened truth,
She doesn’t give—she steals my youth.
The candles flicker on the dead,
I see the horror now ahead.

[Pre-Chorus 2]
The mirror shows the lines appear,
Each wrinkle feeds my deepest fear.
Your blood will wash away the years,
Your screams are music to my ears.

[Chorus 2]
Drown inside my crimson bath,
Where vanity becomes my wrath.
The mirror’s truth I can’t deny,
So you must bleed and you must die!
(Bleed for me... die for me...)

[Bridge]
She pins me down, the blade descends,
My screaming voice—it never ends!
The tub fills red, my vision blurs,
My blood becomes what feeds her curse!
(gasping... choking...)
I’m drowning in her vanity,
My youth becomes her eternity!

[Final Chorus]
I bathed in rivers made of red,
Six hundred girls to keep me fed.
But now the mirror shows the truth—
I’ve lost my soul... I’ve lost my youth!
(What have I done... what have I become...)

[Horror Culmination]
This is her crimson slaughterhouse,
Where innocence dies without a sound.
Six hundred souls beneath her crown,
Their screaming ghosts will drag her down!
(They drag her down... they tear her down...)




Running Out Of Time by Paramore live in Dublin, Ireland

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