The Predator’s Eyes

You think you’re drowning, sugar, but I’m the tide.

You call me mystery, I call it pride.

You stare too long and you’ll lose your breath—

These eyes don’t blink for love or death.

I’ve been trained by silence and sin,

To pull a man’s soul right through his skin.

God gave my faith, but the devil said, “Go on, try ’em—

Give that girl the eyes of a lion.”

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You can’t escape my gaze, my dear,

I draw you close, I keep you near.

These eyes will drive you mad in time,

Half salvation, half crime.

Only I know what each glance means—

Mercy, hunger, or wicked dreams.

I don’t play fair, I mesmerize—

That’s the curse behind my eyes.

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You ask if I love or if I kill,

Maybe, baby, I do both still.

A touch too long, a stare too deep,

You fall awake while I don’t sleep.

I sip my wine, I watch you break,

It’s not your heart I mean to take.

Just your calm, your steady breath—

To taste the space between life and death.

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Don’t blame me, boy, for what I’ve learned—

Every gaze is a coin I’ve earned.

God built the halo, the devil the flame—

Both whisper softly when they say my name.

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You can’t escape my gaze, my dear,

Step too close and disappear.

These eyes don’t love, they devour, they pray—

And baby, you looked my way.

So if you fall, fall slow, fall wise—

I’m the prayer in the predator’s eyes.

(Soft fade: hummed melody + whispered laugh)