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🥀 ROOM 13

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V6-MINI

**[INTRO — HOTEL HUM / LOW WHISPER]** Room thirteen. Do not disturb. Lock the door. Leave the lights red. Take off that innocent face. Yeah… That's better. **[VERSE 1 — SMOOTH, LOW RAP]** Elevator doors close, midnight on the floor Black dress, bare shoulders, standing by the door Keycard in my hand, your eyes on my mouth You came here with a plan, now the plan's going south Heels on marble, perfume in the air You got that look like you don't fucking care Gold chain, black shirt, city underneath You keep staring at my hands, then you bite your teeth Curtains wide open, skyline in the glass Your lipstick on my collar, yeah, that happened fast Phone on the table, notifications dead You whisper something wicked, then you shake your head Your fingers on my shirt, playing with the seam That little smile says more than you ever mean Bare legs underneath that dangerous black You walked in looking good—now you're looking back **[PRE-HOOK — WHISPER]** Thirteen floors up. Nobody knows. Nobody knocks. So… What happens in thirteen **[HOOK — DARK / SEDUCTIVE]** Room 13, red light on Bad little secret till the night is gone Your perfume, my shirt, your heels by the bed Got a thousand dirty thoughts running through your head Room 13, curtains closed Don't ask questions that you already know If the walls could talk, we'd both be fucked So lock that door, baby… Don't wake us up. **[VERSE 2 — TIGHTER RAP]** Your shadow on the ceiling moving out of time My name in your mouth sounding almost like a crime Lipstick on the glass, little mark on my neck You keep fixing your hair, I keep losing respect For being careful—fuck that tonight Your silhouette dancing underneath red light You say “behave,” with your hand on my chest That's funny coming from the one dressed like that Black lace peeking underneath my shirt Your eyes go down, then you pretend it don't work You got a wicked little grin when you get too close And I know exactly what that grin means most Your necklace twisted, your lipstick half-gone You look at the clock like, “Where did the night go?” Sheets all messy, jacket on the chair You say “don't stare”—then you catch me staring **[PRE-HOOK — HALF-SPOKEN]** Don't worry about tomorrow. Tonight's got its own rules. And baby… you've been breaking every one. **[HOOK — BIGGER]** Room 13, red light on Bad little secret till the night is gone Your perfume, my shirt, your heels by the bed Got a thousand dirty thoughts running through your head Room 13, curtains closed Don't ask questions that you already know If the walls could talk, we'd both be fucked So lock that door, baby… Don't wake us up. **[VERSE 3 — DARKER / LOWER]** Morning light trying to sneak through the blinds Your hair all messy, that dangerous smile Room service knocking, you freeze for a second I look at you laughing like, “Fuck that breakfast.” Your lipstick's still sitting on the rim of my glass My jacket on your shoulders, your heels in the hall One night, one room, one number on the door And somehow you look like you're ready for more You check your phone, then you look at me “Nothing happened here,” yeah, that's our story But your neck says different, your eyes say worse And I've got enough evidence to fill a verse You pull my collar, straighten it slow Like fixing the damage nobody should know Then you see that little mark underneath my chain Give me that look like you'd do it again **[BRIDGE — HALF-TIME / PIANO + BASS]** No witnesses. No questions. No regrets. Your dress on the floor. My chain on the nightstand. Your perfume in the sheets. Just lock the door… And let the city disappear. **[VERSE 4 — LOW, COCKY RAP]** Checkout at noon but we're still awake Two cups of coffee and a whole lot of mistakes Your mascara's faded, my voice is rough You say “last night was crazy”—I say “not enough” You grab your heels, I grab my keys You give me that smile like you're hard to please Elevator waiting, but you don't step in Look over your shoulder with that wicked grin “Room thirteen?”—yeah, that's all you say Like one little number could give it away I laugh, pull the door, let the hallway go quiet We leave looking calm like we didn't start a riot **[FINAL PRE-HOOK — WHISPERED]** Fix your lipstick. Hide your neck. Straighten your dress. Don't look guilty. … Too late. **[FINAL HOOK — BIGGER / LAYERED VOCALS]** Room 13, red light on Bad little secret till the night is gone Your perfume, my shirt, your heels by the bed Got a thousand dirty thoughts running through your head Room 13, curtains closed Don't ask questions that you already know If the walls could talk, we'd both be fucked So lock that door, baby… Don't wake us up. Room 13, one more night One more secret underneath those lights If anybody asks, we don't know shit But that little smile says you remember it **[OUTRO — HOTEL HUM / WHISPER]** Checkout at noon. Twelve-oh-five. Room thirteen… Keep the fucking secret. And next time— Make it thirteen.