Glasswire Groove

Perfume still on the glass your relic in my chest I confess,

I built a statue out of

cold

and calm and breath {crystalline synth pads building}

I kept your aftertaste underneath a veil of clean

put your name on the hit list then locked you in my

dreams My flesh knew your gravity before my rules could speak

one whisper through the velvet and the stone went weak I wore

my savage quietly jaded,

dressed in gold switched the fever off in public kept the embers

in my throat {glitch cuts on

vocals} So I wrote it on the altar called it debt,

called it owed I could stand on mountaintops and still feel you

in my bones The fantasies went deeper than the lie I could

confess I could turn myself to marble but the marble wanted rest

{soaring trance lift} You are not my religion

but I kneel where memory starts hands above my head

with a furious heart

{peak

energy

drop} Crucify the wanting then forgive it in the dark we dance

in private theater velvet nights and hollow sparks No throne,

no crown, no

ceremony

still you carve me into gold still you move me like a

hymn with the pull I can’t control

{glitch breakdown} I kept

the king in silence

left the crown behind the veil

made a saint of my composure so nobody saw it fail Then

your kiss returned like incense not gentle,

not erased

a flash of pleasure burning

with the ache beneath the lace

{trap percussion focus} So I stopped calling it control when the rite

began to breathe stopped naming it a limit when it brought me

to my knees Now the dark keeps returning like a prayer I

never chose I can hold myself together and still feel you rising

close

{build

to final} You are not my religion but I know the sacred

rite where a touch becomes a relic and a kiss becomes the

light

Crucify the wanting then forgive it when it stays

I was strong again then you made the fever blaze

{full peak} If this is the altar why does it burn?

If this is the icon what did I earn?

If I am the statue why do I breathe?

If I am the relic why can’t I leave?

No saint comes clean no velvet stays pure no kiss this deep

leaves the body sure {glitch interlude build} We dance in private theater

velvet nights and hollow sparks no throne,

no crown, no ceremony only gold inside the dark Still you carve

me into marble still you move me like a hymn still the

body keeps the memory still I kneel where it begins

{extended drop} Perfume still on the glass your relic in my chest

I confess, I built a statue out of cold and calm and

breath You were never mine to hold but you never fully left

just the dark coming back with

devotion on its breath {fade with pads}