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SMILE
- (Verse 1)
- Check the lock. Check it twice.
- Now imagine my face is your favorite piece of advice.
- I’m sitting in the corner of your bedroom, just a silhouette,
- Watching you sleep—it’s the safest bet that you haven't noticed yet.
- I’ve got a collection of things that don’t belong to me,
- A scrapbook of moments you thought were private, essentially.
- I don’t want your money, that’s a boring kind of greed,
- I want the look in your eyes when you realize I’m everything you need.
- (Voice gets slightly more intense, faster)
- See, I’m the glitch in your system, the crack in the drywall,
- The reason you’re shaking while you’re staring at the nightfall.
- I’m not screaming, I’m not foaming, I’m calm as a Sunday morning,
- But the silence in the hallway is a very loud warning.
- (Chorus)
- Now give me that smile, the one that looks like a plea,
- The kind of expression that only a mirror can see.
- Stretch it wide, pull the corners, let the panic settle in,
- I love the way your composure starts to wear thin.
- Just smile... (echo)
- Yeah, just smile... (echo)
- It looks so much better when you’re terrified to breathe.
- (Verse 2)
- Now, let’s play a game of "Who’s Still Here?"
- I’ve been the ghost in your ear for a calendar year.
- I’ve read your journals, I’ve memorized the way you pray,
- I know exactly which words make you turn the other way.
- You call it "unhinged," I call it "meticulous planning,"
- While you’re in the living room, just standing there spanning—
- The gap between the truth and the lie that you told,
- About how you’re doing fine while your inner world folds.
- (Slow down, menacingly)
- I’m not a monster, I’m just a student of your fear,
- And the final exam is finally here.
- I’ll carve a little grin into the air with a whisper,
- And watch your nervous system twitch like a winter blister.
- I’m the shadow in the shower, the cold spot on the bed,
- The thought you can't kill that's living inside of your head.
- (Bridge)
- They told me that empathy was a virtue.
- They told me that love shouldn't actually hurt you.
- But I found a way to merge the two together...
- A beautiful bond, light as a feather.
- (Slowly building back up)
- If I take away the lights, and I take away the door,
- You’ll realize you don’t need the outside anymore.
- (Verse 3)
- (Fast)
- Surgical precision with a psychological twist,
- A mental gymnastics that you couldn't resist.
- I’m the architect of agony, the curator of dread,
- I’ve got a blueprint of your nightmares mapped out in my head.
- No blood on the floor, just a stain on the soul,
- I’m taking the pieces and making them whole.
- You’re staring at the ceiling, wondering where it all went wrong,
- While I’m humming in the attic, singing this little song.
- (Stop abruptly)
- Wait. Did you hear that?
- That was the sound of your last exit closing.
- Now, be a good sport.
- Stop posing.
- (Outro)
- (Whispered)
- There it is.
- That’s the one.
- That perfect, shaking, desperate little grin.
- Keep it there.
- Don't let it slip.
- ...I'm still in the room.
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