(Style; rap, Dark dance-pop with art-pop flair; autotuned male vocals over crisp trap drums and grinding sub-bass; verses pivot into clipped, anxious rap flows with glitchy vocal stutters; bright, chant-style hook explodes in the chorus with stacked gang vocals and shiny synth arps; final chorus hits harder with octave-doubled lead, widened stereo FX, and a sudden cut-to-silence button ending, bright, male vocals, pop)
Verse 1
You move close when the room gets loud
Like your body already figured it out
Your fingers brushing mine again
Like we’re playing pretend
And your eyes keep saying things
Your mouth won’t let you say
God, I know you feel it too
I can tell by the way you stay
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Pre-Chorus
One more drink
One more touch
We’re already halfway there
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Chorus
Not my lover… yet
But you’re all over my head
All over my skin
Like a song I can’t forget
Not my lover… yet
Still dancing too close instead
And every little look you give me
Feels dangerous
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Verse 2
Midnight painted on your lips
Your heartbeat moving with the kick
Everybody fading out
Till it’s only us now
You lean in slow
Then pull away
Like you’re scared of what this is
But your hands keep finding mine
Like they already made the choice
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Pre-Chorus
No sleep
No space
I can feel you everywhere
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Chorus
Not my lover… yet
Still living inside my chest
Still making me lose my breath
Every time you step in
Not my lover… yet
But your name sounds good in my head
And the way you move beside me
Makes me want more than this
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Bridge
Bright lights
Fast hearts
Your face
Close enough to ruin me
One kiss
Right now
And everything changes
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Final Chorus
Not my lover… yet
But I know how this ends
With your body next to mine
And your voice under my skin
Not my lover… yet
But we’re closer than friends
And everybody in this room
Can feel it happening**
BLACKLARK
