Pages Bleeding Black

(Verse 1 – low whispered taunt, plucky keys sparse, distant pads floating like fog)

Curled up with your phone glow, late-night chapters,

Devouring the dark where the hero’s a monster.

You liked the way he stole her breath, made her beg,

Knife kisses, locked doors, no running left.

I read your highlights, every filthy line—

Thought you were safe in your fictional crime.

Then I slipped through the cracks of your screen,

Took the fantasy, made it obscene.

(Pre-Chorus – bass pulses harder, tension coiling)

You fought like the girls in your books at first,

Clawed at the ropes, cursed every curse.

But the nights stretched long, and your heart betrayed,

Started craving the cage you were afraid to escape.

(Chorus – explodes with stacked harmonies, saturated bass thump, sharp syncopated claps locking the groove—danceable danger)

Now you trace the blade across your skin for me,

Whisper “harder” when the mask comes free.

Stockholm darling, you wear my chains like lace,

Hate turned to hunger, love in the wrong place.

Jealous of the stories that came before,

I delete your library, leave you wanting more.

You’re not a reader anymore, you’re mine to keep,

Drowning in the dark romance you used to just read.

(Verse 2 – lower, more teasing menace, keys plucking like a heartbeat)

You used to scroll for the villain’s redemption arc,

Now you’re living it, no happily ever after spark.

I tie your wrists with the pages you loved,

Burn the endings where the girl rises above.

Mask on, lights low, I tease till you break,

You lean into the steel, no more mistakes.

Your pulse races faster when I say your name,

Like it’s holy now, twisted in this game.

(Pre-Chorus – rising edge)

You begged for mercy once, voice cracking thin,

Now you beg for the knife to press closer again.

Little BookTok girl, you found your ending here—

No plot twist, just me, year after year.

(Chorus – even bigger, layered vocals echoing obsession)

Now you trace the blade across your skin for me,

Whisper “harder” when the mask comes free.

Stockholm darling, you wear my chains like lace,

Hate turned to hunger, love in the wrong place.

Jealous of the stories that came before,

I delete your library, leave you wanting more.

You’re not a reader anymore, you’re mine to keep,

Drowning in the dark romance you used to just read.

(Bridge)

(soft, intimate, almost gentle menace)

Say you still hate me… go on, try.

Lips tremble, but your eyes don’t lie.

You chose the monster over the light,

Addicted to the fall, to the endless night.

(sub-bass drops low, percussion filters in)

I carved my name where your bookmarks used to be…

Now every page bleeds black, and it’s all for me.

(Final Chorus / Outro – slams back full force)

Now you trace the blade… (bleed for me)

Whisper “harder”… (Stockholm sweet)

Chains like lace, you wear my name!

No more stories, no escape, no game!

You’re mine in the ink, mine in the dark,

BookTok fantasy torn apart.

Drowning… drowning… forever mine…