A dark, intimate confession
Written fast and rebuilt slowly, this track took a year to become itself. It stays dark, tactile, and uncomfortably close, like a confession spoken in low light and refused a clean exit.
She was right, I don't move, I don't speak
Sweat on my skin, tape on my cheek
Spotlight pins me, sharp and slow
Every silence a cut I know
He was right, I don't bend, I don't free
Eyes on the lens, keep watching me
Password locked. I swallow the sound
Every sinner wants to be unbound
Past the mission my pressure rises
Past the mission my pressure rises
Past the mission, my pressure rises
Have a blast, with my demons
Light me up, you feed my reasons
Tear it down, walls and seams
My raving, your rhythm, you're dancing in me
I was right, you're pulling strings
Your cheer's a chain, your chant still clings
You play my angel, I see the lie
You push me deeper, I can't deny
No more chains, no more disguise
Your rhythm owns me, I realize
I give the body, you take the soul
We burn together, out of control
Have a blast, with my demons
Light me up, you feed my reasons
Tear it down, walls and seams
My raving, your rhythm, you're dancing in me
Dark beats, slick on my skin
Wrong move, drag me back in
Breath unchained, my body let go
Pressure breaks, and my soul explodes
Have a blast, with my demons
Light me up, you feed my reasons
Tear it down, walls and seams
My raving, your rhythm, you're dancing in me
You're dancing in me
You're dancing in me
You're dancing in me
Acoustic Rock Ballad 路 Dark 路 Sensual 路 Intimate