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𓆩πŸ”₯β™‘πŸ”₯π“†ͺ Trouble In My Veins Mattheo Riddle 𓆩πŸ”₯β™‘πŸ”₯π“†ͺ

Laetitia Rose 🎸🎀πŸ”₯
Emotional, romantic Gothic Metal, Dark Rock and Alternative Metal with dreamy Shoegaze and 90s Alternative Rock, Male lead vocals from Dorian Black’s perspective: deep, smoky, intimate, breathy and slightly raspy, shifting from seductive teasing whispers and soft vulnerable melodies into raw, powerful, passionate belts, Begin with haunting clean guitar, deep bass, distant ambience and melancholic violin, Verses feel nocturnal, rebellious, intimate and dangerously romantic, gradually erupting into huge atmospheric choruses with low-tuned distorted guitars, crushing drums, soaring violin and lush reverb, Strong quiet-to-heavy dynamics, ethereal harmonies, whispered male backing vocals and intense emotional tension, Build the bridge from tenderness into desperate vulnerability, then unleash a massive breakdown with frantic violin strikes and aggressive riffs, Final chorus feels wild, devoted, cathartic and beautifully chaotic, End softly with solitary violin, fading feedback
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Where Music Becomes Emotion, Written In Lyrics By Laetitia Rose 𓆩πŸ”₯β™‘πŸ”₯π“†ͺ𓆩πŸ”₯β™‘πŸ”₯π“†ͺ𓆩πŸ”₯β™‘πŸ”₯π“†ͺ𓆩πŸ”₯β™‘πŸ”₯π“†ͺ𓆩πŸ”₯β™‘πŸ”₯π“†ͺ [Intro – whispered] There you are again blood on your knuckles, that stupid smile on your lips. Tell me, Trouble what did you do this time? [Verse 1] You slip in after midnight, shirt half-open, another bruise, wearing every bad decision like you've got nothing left to lose. I should ask who started it. But I know you. You'll grin and say you did. So I pull you down beside me, take your hand between my fingertips. You laugh when I tell you you're impossible. I hate how beautiful you look when you do. And somewhere between cleaning blood from your skin, calling you reckless, and pretending your eyes don't ruin every defense I have... I fell for you. [Pre-Chorus] You make a joke. I shake my head. You move closer. I forget what I said. Merlin, Mattheo... you make disaster feel dangerously divine. [Chorus] Trouble... that's what I call you when you're crawling underneath my skin. Trouble... because every time I swear we're finished, you drag me back again. You're fire beneath my fingertips, a beautiful ache I can't resist. And maybe I should run from you... but when you look at me like that, Trouble, tell me where the hell I'm supposed to run to. [Verse 2] You steal my seat in Potions just to make me sit beside you. Whisper something wicked just to see what I'll do. I kick your ankle underneath the table. You grin. Professor Snape looks ready to bury both of us alive. And somehow I'm still laughing when you lean into my side. Everyone thinks you're dangerous. Maybe they're right. Hell, I've seen enough to know they're right. But they don't see you at three in the morning when your anger finally dies. They don't see your head against my shoulder, your voice stripped of its bite. They only know Mattheo Riddle. I know the boy who gets quiet at night. [Pre-Chorus] You flirt with me like everything's a game. And I flirt right back because I'm just as much to blame. But sometimes I catch your eyes when somebody says my name. And there's nothing playful there. Just something hungry, something tender I'm serious. Mattheo don't give me that look. You know exactly what you're doing. [Chorus] Trouble that's what I call you when you're crawling underneath my skin. Trouble because every time I swear we're finished, you drag me back again. You're fire beneath my fingertips, a beautiful ache I can't resist. And maybe I should run from you but when you look at me like that, Trouble, tell me where the hell I'm supposed to run to. [Verse 3] Trouble, I know you far too well for that. Your jaw goes tight. Your eyes go dark. Then suddenly you're beside me, your arm stretched across the back of my chair. Possessive little bastard. I should push you away. I should tell you I belong to nobody. And I do. But then I lean closer just enough. And your whole expression changes. Like you weren't expecting Dorian Black to choose your chaos too. [Bridge – vulnerable, slowly building] Listen to me, Trouble. I don't need you to prove that you would stay. Just stay. That's enough. Give me the anger you bury beneath that grin. Give me the nights when you don't know how to live inside your skin. Give me the Mattheo nobody else gets to see. And I'll give you Dorian. Not Black. Not the golden-haired boy everyone turns around to watch. Not the flirt. Not the rebel. Not the beautiful distraction I learned how to become Just me. Because when everything inside you becomes too loud you somehow get quiet with me. SO COME HERE, TROUBLE. Put your forehead against mine. Nose against mine. Let me hear you breathe. Tell me we're only having fun while your hands tremble at my waist. Tell me every kiss meant nothing. Tell me you don't want me. Go ahead. I dare you. Because I've seen you jealous. I've seen you search for me in every crowded room. I've watched your eyes find mine before anyone else's You can fool the whole damn castle, Mattheo but you've never fooled me. [Outro – soft, breathless] the boy who drives me fucking insane then somehow makes it easier to breathe. If you're going to burn, burn beside me. If you're going to fall, take my hand. If you're going to lose yourself, say my name. I'll find you. And if the darkness comes looking for Mattheo Riddle tonight, I'll look it straight in the eyes and say: He's with me. it's still you. It's always fucking you.