[Intro — washed guitars, low synth throb]
Come closer.
I won’t reach for you.
⸻
[Verse 1 — intimate, half-buried vocal]
Your name tastes different in the dark,
Like something holy gone too far.
I trace your shadow on the wall,
Not to keep you—
Just to call.
Every warning feels like lace,
Pretty lies in slow embrace.
You say I’m calm, you say I’m kind,
You don’t see what’s in my mind.
⸻
[Pre-Chorus — slight lift, breath audible]
I don’t chase.
I let it happen.
⸻
[Chorus — hypnotic, sensual restraint]
I don’t need to touch you
to leave a mark.
I don’t need to break you
to pull you apart.
Say my name like it’s a spell,
Say it soft, say it well—
I was never heaven.
I was never hell.
I’m the space between the lines
where you hesitate.
⸻
[Verse 2 — darker imagery, still gentle]
Candles sweating on the floor,
Every truth we can’t ignore.
You kneel without me asking twice,
Call it instinct, call it vice.
I learned devotion without chains,
Learned restraint tastes more like pain.
If you’re shaking, don’t explain—
I already know your name.
⸻
[Pre-Chorus — whisper harmony enters]
I don’t rush.
I let you lean in.
⸻
[Chorus — fuller, layered haze]
I don’t need to touch you
to leave a mark.
I don’t need to break you
to pull you apart.
Say my name like it’s a sin,
Say it slow, let it sink in—
I don’t promise safety.
I promise depth.
⸻
[Bridge — stripped, occult calm]
(spoken, close-mic)
This isn’t temptation.
This is recognition.
(sung, low)
You felt me long before tonight—
In the pause.
In the pull.
In the quiet bite.
(guitars bloom, then recede)
⸻
[Final Chorus — submerged power]
I don’t need to own you
to take control.
I don’t need your body
to have your soul.
Say my name like you already knew,
Say it once—
That’ll do.
I don’t haunt.
I remain.
⸻
[Outro — instruments dissolve]
Good girl.
Now sit with it.
Belltower622
