[Verse 1] You said “trust me” Crooked halo Plastic grin Thought I saw a spark It was gasoline on skin You traced my scars Called them art Called it fate I called it aching You just watched them break [Pre-Chorus] You kiss my doubts Like you own my fear Every sweet word Tastes like burning here If I’m your prize Why’s there blood on the floor? Why’s there always more? [Chorus] Devil Devil You’re in my head Drawing hearts on the walls in red Say you’re saving me While you drag me to the edge Devil Devil You wear my face Turn my home to a haunted place Every “I love you” Sounds like “be afraid” (yeah, be afraid) [Verse 2] You twist truths Like wires round my throat Call it a joke But you like the choke I keep receipts You keep receipts of me Fold me Hold me File me under “weak” [Pre-Chorus] You steal my words Then you call it yours Turn my nightmares Into open doors If this is care Why’s it feel like a curse? Why do I feel worse? [Chorus] Devil Devil You’re in my head Drawing hearts on the walls in red Say you’re saving me While you drag me to the edge Devil Devil You wear my face Turn my home to a haunted place Every “I love you” Sounds like “be afraid” (be afraid, be afraid) [Bridge] Maybe I’m the mirror You’re the crack inside Maybe I’m the silence You crawl in to hide If I cut you out Do I lose myself too? Am I you Are you— [Chorus] Devil Devil You’re in my head Drawing hearts on the walls in red Say you’re saving me While you drag me to the edge Devil Devil You wear my face Turn my home to a haunted place Every “I love you” Sounds like “be afraid” Devil Devil Get out my veins I’m done being your favorite stain Every “I need you” Dies on my escape (yeah, I escape)

pop, Glitchy dark alt-pop with male vocals, pitched layers, and sharp autotune accents riding a growling sub-bass and sparse, metallic percussion. First verse broods over minimalist plucks and filtered drums; pre-chorus swells with swelling synth pads and rising risers; chorus slams in with distorted bass, punchy kicks, and stacked, robotic harmonies on the hook. Bridge strips to a single pulsing tone under a distant vocoder, then final chorus returns bigger, with ad-lib tails and widening stereo effects., art pop, clean

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