I N T R O : Let it burn slooow… don’t save me Mm… don’t rush me… I like it when you wait on me P R E. V E R S E : I don’t move fast for desire Nah—nah—nah I let it learn me Every lie you told yourself catching fire Watch it burn… burn… burn slow Yeah… I don’t need you I let you need me. V E R S E 1 (Her): I perfected the art of delayed affection, A slow exhale wrapped in intention. They call it cruel when I don’t react, But composure is louder than breaking back. I don’t chase closure, I close the door, Leave you pacing with questions you can’t ignore. I know the weight of my absence now That’s why I lift it, then set it down. P R E. C H O R U S: (Her) I don’t deny what I ignite, I just don’t feed it every night. Power’s knowing what you could do And letting restraint speak louder than you. C H O R U S: Let it burn slooow… don’t save me Mm… don’t rush me… I like it when you ache for me I don’t give in, I don’t expire Nah—nah—nah I let it learn me Every image of me catching fire Watch it burn… burn… burn slow V E R S E 2: Villain in your memory— Saint in my control. I ration intimacy like rare art, Only the patient get to stand that close to my heart. You wanted sparks, I wanted heat, The kind that lingers in your sleep. I don’t overexplain my intent, Silence sharpens the consequence. If I don’t touch you, it’s still a choice I let longing finish my voice. P R E. C H O R U S: They think my stillness means I’m done, No—I just learned where I’m dangerous from. I don’t need chaos to feel alive, I let desire cannibalize. C H O R U S: Let it burn slooow… I don’t move fast for wanting you. Let it burn slooow… I let the fire decide what’s true. O U T R O : Call me cruel. Call me cold. I call it knowing when not to fold. I don’t rush ruin. I let it bloom. Slow fire… Luxury doom.
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