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Stairwells

Callan Pierce

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December 11, 2025

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Last 7 Days$4

Cumulative Revenue$1.1M

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Lyrics

December 11, 2025

[Verse 1]
Third floor, midnight, barely a sound
Phone on the step and my knees on the ground
Whispering songs I don’t know if I believe
But they’re the only thing that ever felt like me

No stage, no light, just concrete and echoes
Singing to ceilings and shadows that don’t go
The city outside never asked me to speak
But these stairwells, they listened, week after week

[Pre-Chorus]
Didn’t know I was building something
Out of borrowed chords and hope
Every crack in my voice
Was a door I didn’t know could open

[Chorus]
These stairwells heard it first
Every heartbreak, every verse
Singing soft so no one knew
But still loud enough to get me through
I was scared, I was small
Didn’t think I’d matter at all
But maybe you don’t need a crowd
To sing your soul out loud

[Verse 2]
Ma asleep down the hall, long shift again
She’d say, “Keep going, baby, don’t let it end”
So I wrote like the world was listening in
Even if no one ever did

I taped up the mic, sang through the static
Hoped someone out there would call it magic
The train rumbled past, the lights flickered low
But I stayed and I sang, too stubborn to let go

[Pre-Chorus]
Didn’t have the words for freedom
But I found them in the cracks
And every echo down those halls
Gave a piece of myself back

[Chorus]
These stairwells heard it first
Every heartbreak, every verse
Singing soft so no one knew
But still loud enough to get me through
I was scared, I was small
Didn’t think I’d matter at all
But maybe you don’t need a crowd
To sing your soul out loud

[Bridge]
Now the lights are on me
And the room is full
But part of me’s still
On that broken step
With nothing but a song
And everything to lose

[Final Chorus]
These stairwells heard it first
The truth, the pain, the thirst
To be seen, to be known
To stop singing alone
I was scared, I was small
But I gave that stairwell it all
And maybe you don’t need the world
To know you're worth being heard

Revenue History

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Date	Revenue
Dec 13, 2025	$6.81 thousand
Dec 12, 2025	$4.87 thousand
Dec 11, 2025	$3.92 thousand
Dec 10, 2025	$2.98 thousand

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