
Verse 1 I move the way the shadows move— clean, controlled, unseen. A steady hand, a quiet pulse, a mind that stays between. I hear the things you don’t say in the pauses you forget— I read a room in seconds like a coded silhouette. ⸻ Pre-Chorus 1 You want the calm, the competence, the soldier you can trust— but calm is just the surface over steel that will adjust. ⸻ Chorus Still water isn’t safe— it hides the undertow. You’ll think you’re standing steady ’til you slip on what I know. I won’t raise my voice to warn you, won’t tip the plans you make— but tread too soft around me, love, and you’ll learn what currents take. ’Cause still water isn’t safe… and I’m the proof beneath the break. ⸻ Verse 2 I’ve learned to keep my stories close— no medals on display. The world respects a mystery more than truth you give away. I’ve seen the cost of loyalty, the price of looking twice— and how a single quiet moment becomes someone’s sacrifice. ⸻ Pre-Chorus 2 Discipline is memory, intuition is the thread— I map the exits without blinking, count the living with the dead. ⸻ Chorus (Full) Still water isn’t safe— it hides the undertow. You’ll think you’re standing steady ’til you slip on what I know. I won’t raise my voice to warn you, won’t tip the plans you make— but tread too soft around me, love, and you’ll learn what currents take. ’Cause still water isn’t safe… and I’m the proof beneath the break. ⸻ Bridge I don’t need to be the loudest— quiet carries farther still. In a house built on intentions, I can feel the shifting will. One wrong move, one wrong alibi, one tremor in your stance— and I’ll see more in that moment than most could see at glance. ⸻ Final Chorus Still water isn’t safe— it’s mercy wrapped in threat. You think you see the surface, but you haven’t drowned just yet. So keep your story straightened, keep your secrets in their place— ’cause nothing stays unnoticed when I’m reading every trace. Still water isn’t safe… and I don’t leave a single wake. ⸻ Outro Call me calm, call me steady— but never call me unaware. Still waters hold the deepest truths… and I decide what surfaces from there.

