Chaos in Leather

(Distorted guitar plucks + filtered low vocal, 808 heartbeat under it)

(Whispered through a filter)

He breaks her down slow…

But she looks at me like I’m the fall she wants.

(Beat drops — deep 808 + slow trap groove)

Black boots, cold grin,

I’m the warning in his shadowed skin.

Got a past that stains like smoke —

Every touch I give tends to choke.

He treats her love like it’s a chore,

Like she’s a habit he’s tired of.

But when she leans in, lips to him —

Her eyes lock on mine…

Begging for something rough.

I’m the bad idea she never speaks,

But lives inside her every week.

He gets her body, gets her name —

But I’m the one who sets her veins aflame.

And every time he pulls her close…

She opens her eyes.

She’s lookin’ at me like she already knows.

I’m chaos in leather,

Trouble stitched together.

He holds her safe, but she wants the war —

And she sees that wreck she’s aching for.

She said she’d stay with him,

But she’s cracking at the seams.

She breaks when he touches…

But she bleeds for me.

He’s clean-cut calm, a steady lie,

Talks her down, never lifts her high.

But I’m the spark in gasoline —

The monster she keeps trying to dream.

Should’ve kept my distance,

Should’ve shut the door —

But her eyes on me

Say she wants something more.

She kisses him slow like she’s loyal and sure…

But her stare pierces me —

Wide open, hungry, impure.

You look at him, but breathe for me,

Your pulse stutters when I lean.

He’s order, safety, all things clean —

But you want the sin I never quarantine.

Don’t pretend you’re scared to fall —

You only open your eyes for me at all.

I’m chaos in leather,

Trouble stitched together.

He holds you soft, but I taste like war —

And you wear surrender like couture.

You try to run from me,

But you’re built for the thrill.

He’s the promise you outgrew —

And I’m the one you feel.

You don’t cry — you endure.

You swallow pain like you’re not sure.

But girl, I see the truth you guard —

You want the villain with the softer scars.

You want the ruin I bring in breath…

And you’d choose me even if it meant death.

I’m chaos in leather,

You unravel too clever.

You crash into me so violent —

Then whisper, “Don’t fight it.”

You still crave what cuts you deep,

You keep waking in my heat.

‘Cause you want ruin dressed as truth…

And I’m the one who brings it out of you.

(Low bass, soft hi-hats, breathy reverb)

You look at him… but you want me more.

Eyes open, begging —

Baby, that’s what I’m made for.