Wicked Masquerade

Weed in the wind, slow dance in smoke,

Silhouettes sway with a Xanax choke.

Eyes half-closed, still feel the beat,

Hearts on pause but their hands on heat.

You say it’s wrong, but you beg for more,

Your soul’s in my circus, curled on the floor.

Velvet steps on a pill-paved road,

I don’t pull — you chose the code.

Coke-line rush with a Molly bloom,

You melt in my hands, perfume and doom.

No lies here — just light and haze,

You knew my name before the daze.

Twist me, taste me, call it fate,

You wanted wild — now take the bait.

Laugh with me in the neon rain,

Trip through stars in my masquerade game.

No chains here, just smoke and sin,

I open the door — you drift right in.

Tabs on your tongue, shrooms in the shade,

Now dance with me in this wicked masquerade.

Cigarette dreams with sugar on glass,

You float in the glow — can’t tell what passed.

Shrooms in your smile, acid in your eyes,

You see through time, through my disguise.

I don’t save, don’t break, don’t beg,

Just spin the world on one cracked leg.

I’m not your fix — I’m the flame you chase,

The grin in the dark, the mask on your face.

Guilt in your breath but you’re still here,

Following echoes only I steer.

You called it sin, now you call it home,

In my carnival, no one’s alone.

Twist me, taste me, call it fate,

You wanted wild — now take the bait.

Laugh with me in the neon rain,

Trip through stars in my masquerade game.

No chains here, just smoke and sin,

I open the door — you drift right in.

Tabs on your tongue, shrooms in the shade,

Now dance with me in this wicked masquerade.

LSD lullabies under disco moons,

Thoughts stretch out in electric blooms.

No gods here, just cosmic play,

We laugh like fire till night turns grey.

I’m not your captor — just your guide,

Through broken dreams you ran to hide.

You taste the truth in every flame,

And still you whisper my name.

Twist me, taste me, call it fate,

You wanted wild — now take the bait.

Laugh with me in the neon rain,

Trip through stars in my masquerade game.

No chains here, just smoke and sin,

I open the door — you drift right in.

Tabs on your tongue, shrooms in the shade,

Now dance with me in this wicked masquerade.