

Welcome...
You're inside the vault now.
Leave the world at the door.
Thangyaaa.
High ceilings trapping the warmth of the shade Looking back at the
empire that we finally made
No armor, no posture,
no titles to claim
Just private glass mirrors reflecting your name
Silk curtains falling to lock out the street While the frequency loops
to a slow-motion beat They can look at the frame,
they can speculation all night But we’re hidden away where the shadows
are bright
There's a river inside where the real things begin Let the rhythm
slide deep as the candles get dim In your arms,
lost for words, where the quiet things grow
We’re stepping right into the deep end flow...
(The
deep end flow...)
The Luxe Vault.
Clear my set.
Turn the lights down.