Pleasure

[Verse 1]
You trace your name
In the fog on my window glass
Say you’re just cold
But your hands never move back
Slow sip of red
Dripping rings on the hardwood floor
You laugh too loud
Like you’re scared of the quiet more
[Pre-Chorus]
You say
“Stay”
Like it’s nothing
Like it’s casual
Like it’s casual
My heart shakes
On the table
Like the loose change
By your keys
[Chorus]
Is this pleasure
Or a slow surrender
You pull me under
Call it tender
Mouth to my ear
Promise me forever
But it feels like falling
Feels like falling
Just to feel you nearer
Pleasure
Or a slow surrender
[Verse 2]
You dim the lamps
Leave one stripe on the bedroom wall
Your shadow moves
Like a secret you can’t recall
Teeth on my neck
Every bruise spells a different prayer
You close your eyes
Like you’re hoping I’m still there
[Pre-Chorus]
You say
“Breathe”
Like you own it
Every exhale
Every echo
My name slips
From your lips
Like a bad word
Said too sweet
[Chorus]
Is this pleasure
Or a slow surrender
You pull me under
Call it tender
Nails in my back
Writing out forever
But it feels like drowning
Feels like drowning
In your whispered fever
Pleasure
Or a slow surrender
[Bridge]
[Choir rising
Low and distant]
All your little kindnesses
Laid out like a trap
Silk and sugar sentences
Tight around my hands
Say you’ll never let me go
Say it soft
Say it slow
Every vow a heavier stone
On my chest (oh)
[Drop Chorus]
Is this pleasure
Or a slow surrender
You pull me under
Deeper
Deeper
Kiss like a curse
Dressed up as forever
And I’m still falling
Still free falling
Just to feel you nearer
Pleasure
My beautiful surrender

folk, Slow-bloom art-pop ballad with male vocals; intimate piano and warm bass in the verses, hushed folk guitar textures and airy pads. Tension builds with distant toms and subtle risers into a widescreen cinematic drop: stacked background choir on the hook, deep reverb, and a hypnotic, seductive pulse. Final chorus swells with layered harmonies and strings, then cuts to a bare vocal outro., seductive, ballad, dream pop, art pop