(Closer… closer… don’t let go…) Whispers stretch against the reverb haze, shadows breathe like broken praise. Every shadow in me bends toward you, pulling threads I swore I’d never undo. Would you love me if I stayed in silence, or only when I’m bleeding in your violence? Your touch is a velvet knife, cutting me open while I beg for life. My pulse becomes your rhythm, my scars, your scripture. Say my name, make it tremble in the fracture. I’m addicted to the ache you leave, every kiss a ghost that won’t release me. Don’t promise forever, just ruin tonight, I can’t escape this velvet knife. Your breath drips heavy on my skin, like a secret I can’t repent within. Every lie you whisper feels like worship, every bruise a hymn I can’t resist. Am I drowning, or am I alive, when you burn me down just to watch me rise? My pulse becomes your rhythm, my sins, your scripture. Bite my name, let it echo in the fracture. I’m addicted to the ache you leave, every kiss a ghost that won’t release me. Don’t promise forever, just ruin tonight, I can’t escape this velvet knife. Hold me... tear me... break me until I shine. Need me... bleed me... say you’ll never be mine. I’m addicted to the ache you leave, every kiss a ghost that won’t release me. Don’t promise forever, just ruin tonight, I can’t escape this velvet knife. (Can’t escape… can’t escape…) Velvet knife…
