Circle of Salt

[Intro]
Candles on the floor
Melted names in chalk
Whispers in the drywall
Something wants to talk (yeah)
[Verse 1]
Burnt wings in the bathtub
Black smoke in my lungs
Hexed by my own habits
Spelled it out with my tongue
You said it was forever
Carved it in my skin
Now every time the wound itches
I feel you crawling in
Dead roses in the freezer
Drip red when they thaw
I pour your favorite poison
In a plastic skull
[Chorus]
I drew a circle of salt
But you stepped right through
Every shadow in my room
Got your face, got your voice, feels like you
I made a deal in the dark
Now it all comes due
If I'm cursed, if I'm gone, if I'm lost
It's you, it's you
[Verse 2]
Cards laid on the carpet
All swords, no sun
You laughed at the omen
Said the fear was fun
Tied knots in my heartbeat
Stitched my sleep shut
Now every time I close my eyes
You drag me back up
Black wax on my fingers
Stains I can't erase
I try to light a way out
It writes your name in the flame
[Chorus]
I drew a circle of salt
But you stepped right through
Every shadow in my room
Got your face, got your voice, feels like you
I made a deal in the dark
Now it all comes due
If I'm cursed, if I'm gone, if I'm lost
It's you, it's you
[Bridge]
[Beat drops, distant choir swells]
You said "trust me"
You said "love bleeds"
You said "follow"
Now you're all I see
Are you angel
Are you rot
Are you mercy
Or just a lock on my thoughts (yeah)
[Chorus]
I drew a circle of salt
But you stepped right through
Every shadow in my room
Got your face, got your voice, feels like you
I made a deal in the dark
Now it all comes due
If I'm cursed, if I'm gone, if I'm lost
It's you, it's you
[Outro]
Candles on the floor
One by one they drop
If you're the spell I live in
I don't want it to stop (no)

rap, Dark trap emo with male vocals, blown-out 808s and skittering hats under a haunting music-box loop. Verses stay cold and confessional with whispered doubles; hook explodes with distorted vocal stacks and widening bass. Subtle choral pads and reversed textures creep in by the second half, building toward a final, suffocating drop that cuts to a single dry voice on the last line., emo