[Intro: (short instrumental tease, palm-muted guitars and drums snapping in)] [Verse 1: (tight, bouncy groove, vocal delivered with sly restraint)] you feel it when the room goes still, eyes lock in, the air gets thin. every grin is a loaded deal, every whisper wants to pull you in. they say your name like it tastes sweet, roll it slow across their tongue. every promise sounds complete, when the night is young. [Pre-Chorus: (drums open up slightly, vocal pushes higher)] you can play it cool, pretend you’re clean, say you’re above the mess. but when they lean in, close enough to see, you start to guess. [Chorus: (big, open guitars, gang vocals reinforce the hook)] come get a mouthful, don’t be shy, this is what you came to try. come get a mouthful, step inside, every bite is justified. they’re watching every move you make, waiting on the thrill you fake. come get a mouthful, take it slow, then let the whole damn city know. [Verse 2: (same groove, slightly looser delivery, more attitude)] flashbulbs popping like a dare, every second wants a pose. they don’t care how you got here, only how the story goes. you sell it slick, you sell it loud, sell the sweat right off your skin. you feel ten feet above the crowd, when the hunger kicks in. [Pre-Chorus: (energy rises, backing vocals creep in)] you tell yourself it’s just a game, just a taste, no strings. but once they chant your name, you want everything. [Chorus: (full force, slightly dirtier guitars)] come get a mouthful, don’t look back, this is how the habit starts. come get a mouthful, sign the pact, teeth marks on your beating heart. they’re begging for another take, waiting for the shine to break. come get a mouthful, feel the glow, then let the whole damn circus know. [Break: (drums drop to tom-heavy pattern, guitars chug)] hands in the air, mouths wide open, everyone wants a share. you swear you’re not already broken, but you’re halfway there. [Guitar Solo: (melodic lead, midtempo, confident phrasing)] [Guitar Solo: (busier runs, more bends, drums push harder)] [Guitar Solo: (fast, flashy climax, full band surges underneath)] [Bridge: (half-time feel, vocals more taunting and spaced)] they don’t love you, they don’t care, they love the heat you bring. but when the lights hit everywhere, it feels like everything. you tell yourself you’ll pull away, walk out clean and proud. but you’re already on display, feeding off the crowd. [Chorus: (final, biggest version, backing vocals stacked)] come get a mouthful, don’t resist, this is what forever is. come get a mouthful, clench your teeth, swallow down the disbelief. they’re screaming for another round, waiting for the next breakdown. come get a mouthful, own the show, then let the whole damn world explode. [Outro: (instrumental, strutting groove, guitars ringing out)]
