I wanted to be a magician Make every doubt collapse Turn fragile days to laughing tricks With wonders up my sleeve at last A childhood dream, a paper crown A spark I couldn’t mask— They named it fallen angel syndrome Clipped my halo, cracked the glass The sickness chewed through calendar nights Pushed every future far Locked in white rooms, counting breaths Like shuffled, faceless cards No exit sign, no open door Just loneliness on repeat— So I crossed the line between despair And learned where hope begins to bleed Like an ambitious card from the bottom of the deck I rise again, I rise again— No matter how they bury me in silence and regret I rise again, I rise again— Bent and scarred, still marked as mine I won’t abandon who I am From the bottom of the deck I’m dealing out my dream by hand Hope doesn’t start before the fall It starts the moment after— Like a sucker trick that makes you lose So winning hits you harder Eyes follow left, the truth goes right A feint, a step, a turn— The crowd believes the game is done Right when the tables learn I shuffle fate with shaking hands No order left to trust If destiny’s just paper thin I’ll bend it if I must What looks like loss is misdirection Pain’s just part of the art— The magic isn’t what you see It’s where you choose to start Like an ambitious card from the bottom of the deck I rise again, I rise again— No matter how they stack the odds And call it just “your end.” I rise again, I rise again— Even crushed, even undone I won’t fold this losing hand From the bottom of the deck I’m shuffling tomorrow’s chance Despair’s the cue, the lights go down The silence holds its breath— That’s when the trick begins to move That’s when I cheat on death No prophecy, no perfect plan Just timing, nerve, and scars— A lie you tell reality Until it’s yours Like an ambitious card from the bottom of the deck I rise again, I rise again— Not saved, not cured, but still alive And that alone’s my win Bent and scarred, still marked as mine I won’t abandon who I am From the bottom of the deck I’m dealing out my dream by hand
