Artwork for Walk of Flame by Oneirina

Song

Walk of Flame

This is how I go home at the end of a night

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Verse

Sun’s too bright, heels too high,
Mascara smudged like warpaint pride.
Phones are dead, but I’m alive —
Still tasting midnight on my stride.
Stocking’s torn, heart intact,
Lipstick’s telling stories I won’t redact.
Passing suits with Sunday frowns,
While I parade this part of town.

Chorus

It’s not a walk of shame — it’s a walk of flame,
Last night’s spark still speaks my name.
Dress half-wrinkled, smile full-tilt,
Glowing with the thrill I built.
Don’t need your pity, I’m not undone —
I had a bloody good time, and I’m not done.

Verse

Cabbie raised an eyebrow slight,
But I paid with pride and tipped him right.
Sashayed past the early jogs,
Still high on laughs and dialogue.
He said I looked like Sunday sin,
And I said, “Darlin’, that’s the win.”
No regret, no morning gloom —
Just perfume trails and borrowed tune.

Chorus

It’s not a walk of shame — it’s a walk of flame,
With fire in my bones and none to blame.
Hair a mess, but eyes alight,
Still dancing through the morning light.
Don’t write me off, don’t call it sin —
I owned the night, and I’d do it again.

Bridge

Church bells chime, but I’m no ghost,
I’m the sermon and the toast.
Some kiss and cry — I kiss and fly,
Shoes in hand and head held high.

Chorus

It’s not a walk of shame — it’s a walk of flame,
Trailing sparks that can’t be tamed.
Call it scandal, call it bold —
But darling, I just broke the mould.
With lipstick smears and no excuse —
Just one more night I didn’t waste on snooze.