✧✦═══⊰ - ⊱═══ ✦✧✦ ✦✧✦ ═══⊰ - ⊱═══✦✧✦ ✦✧✦ ═══⊰ - ⊱═══✦✧ Idea & Lyrics by @LittleMerlin © COPYRIGHT, 2026 @LittleMerlin, All rights reserved ✧✦═══⊰ - ⊱═══ ✦✧✦ ✦✧✦ ═══⊰ - ⊱═══✦✧✦ ✦✧✦ ═══⊰ - ⊱═══✦✧ This is not a song. It's a warning. If you know the words keep them to yourself. I drew a little circle underneath your chair, Four marks on the floor and a strand of my hair. Didn't light a candle, didn't spill a drop, All I need's a rhythm, that can't be stopped. You can laugh at the symbols, say it''s Just fantasy, But your foot hit the floor right on beat number three. I can tell by your breathing when you're getting close, That space before the chorus? That's what matters most. Keep your hands on the table, keep your eyes on me, There's a word in the rhythm that you shouldn't repeat. And I know you're gonna learn it before this is done, That's the trouble with a warning that sounds this fun. One for the door. Two for the key. Three for the thing that is listening with me. Don't sing along, don't say that line. If you hear a second voice, it isn't mine. Don't count to four, don't tap your feet. Don't let that little word fall into the beat. Don't sing along, keep your lips shut tight. There's a name in the pause that you shouldn't invite. Don't sing along Too late? Now the glass on your desk has a crack and you think, the reflection in it doesn't move when you blink. There's a thread on your wrist, you don't know where it's from, Every time the snare hits, it pulls just a bit. I don't need black feathers, I don't need old bones, I can build me an altar out of all that headphones. Let the bass be the floor, let the snare be the knife, Let a half-finished chorus bring a spell to life. Hear that second voice? I didn't put it there. Hear it sing your name through the static in the air? Go ahead, hit mute, put the phone face down. Tell me why you can still hear the counting now. Don't sing along, don't say that line. If you hear a second voice, it isn't mine. Don't count to four, don't follow the beat. Don't let that little word slip through your teeth. Don't sing along, keep your lips shut tight. There's a name in the pause that you shouldn't invite. Don't sing along. You know it now. No, no. You didn't say it. I know. But you counted Didn't you? I never needed you to say a single thing, Never needed blood or a golden ring. Just a little bit of space where the drums fall out, And your mind fills the gap before you figure it out. That's the trick with a curse you can carry in tune: You can lock every door, it'll follow you through. I made the chorus easy, made the warning rhyme, Now a piece of your thinking is keeping my time. You sang along without making a sound. Now the circle's complete and you can't step out. You counted to four, you followed the beat. You gave me that little word I needed to keep. You sang along, and the mark is made. See what's coming next that's the price you paid. Don't sing along. You already did. Now try not to remember the tune.
