We’re in the city But it feels like a secret A private night You don’t have to speak it Champagne laugh Low-lit eyes Everybody dressed Like they came to be alive You can feel it In your chest When the moment Gets honest The room shifts When I walk in The room shifts Like a slow sin Not heavy Not hard Just the kind of heat That feels like art The room shifts When we decide To stop pretending We don’t want to try No background No filler No waiting for permission To get a little braver I don’t do chaos I do control I do the kind of sexy That makes you whole You don’t have to be loud To be unforgettable
