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Take It All In

Ever feel like you’re being watched…and like it? #soundseasons
April 23, 2025 at 12:38 AMv4

**(Verse 1)** The landing light spills dirty yellow Across the cheap parquet. Thought I heard the floorboards settle, The way they do when you shift your weight. My shirt is off, hangs limp and hollow From the back of this worn-out chair. Catch my own eyes in the window's shallow Reflection... feel you standing there. Just beyond the frame, where the darkness breeds, A flicker... yeah, I know it's you. Fulfilling some suburban needs... Or maybe just enjoying the view? **(Chorus)** Oh, don't pretend you're not looking now, Through the gap where the paint has peeled. This private showing, anyhow, Is something that you've half-revealed. Your silence screams, it's understood, Across the space, the dusty air. Go on and watch, I wish you would. Take it all in. I don't care. In fact... I think I rather like it here. **(Verse 2)** The belt buckle clicks, a metallic sound, Echoes slightly in the hall. Let the leather drop without looking 'round, Trousers crumple, start to fall. Make it slower now, a deliberate trace, Down the zip, a slow descent. Imagining the look upon your face, The way your breath is likely spent. Each button freed, a small surrender, Skin exposed to the nicotine light. Am I the prey, or the agenda-sender? Does it really matter tonight? **(Chorus)** Oh, don't pretend you're not looking now, Through the gap where the paint has peeled. This private showing, anyhow, Is something that you've half-revealed. Your stillness speaks, it's understood, Across the space, the dusty air. Go on and watch, I wish you would. Take it all in. I don't care. In fact... I know you like it over there. **(Bridge)** This flimsy wall, this shared partition, It's paper-thin, just like the plot. You stand consumed by inhibition, Or maybe anticipation's got Its fingers tight around your throat. You watch the shape, the bone, the line, This mundane flesh, this anecdote I'm spinning out, pretending it's fine. But there's a charge, a static hum, Between the watcher and the shown. Don't move a muscle. Don't succumb... Just watch me stand here, all alone. Well... almost alone. **(Outro)** Yeah, watch me now... The light burns low... just shadows flicker... Go on and watch... the late-night show... Through the gap... yeah... Keep looking... **(Faint whisper)** What are you waiting for...?

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