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Let The Right One In
[Verse] Blackeberg frost on the playground chains, your knuckles split from their names. I watch from the stairwell, pale as milk-glass, you trace my window with a breath that fogs, come closer, let the lock forget you. Midnight’s not a time, it’s an invitation. [PreChorus] You learned the cube, colors bleeding into place; I learn your pulse, the quick wet rhythm under skin. We trade small devotions: you bring me puzzles, I bring you silence for the shouts they left stitched in your coat. [Chorus] So press your palm here, colder than mine, Let the right one in not the blade you hide, not the shame they gave you, just the hunger we won’t name. Your teeth on my wrist is a promise, my mouth at your throat is a psalm. We’ll keep each other, forever’s a short word for children who don’t age. [Verse] Autumn leaves stick to the courtyard ice; you teach me the ache of human, how to want without ruining. I teach you quieter hungers: the way a neck opens like a confidence, the way forever feels when you stop counting. They call me a ghost; you call me your darling. Names are doors; you turned mine. [PreChorus] You learned the cube, colors bleeding into place; I learn your pulse, the quick wet rhythm under skin. We trade small devotions: you bring me puzzles, I bring you silence for the shouts they left stitched in your coat. [Chorus] So press your palm here, colder than mine, Let the right one in not the blade you hide, not the shame they gave you, just the hunger we won’t name. Your teeth on my wrist is a promise, my mouth at your throat is a psalm. We’ll keep each other, forever’s a short word for children who don’t age. [Bridge] Lay me in the basement where the pipes hum, show me the red you’ve been dreaming of. We’re neither sinner nor saved, just thirsty, and thirst is honest work. Let me in your hallway, your bed, your blood, the latch gives either way. [Solo] [Guitar Solo] [PreChorus] You learned the cube, colors bleeding into place; I learn your pulse, the quick wet rhythm under skin. We trade small devotions: you bring me puzzles, I bring you silence for the shouts they left stitched in your coat. [Chorus] So press your palm here, colder than mine, Let the right one in not the blade you hide, not the shame they gave you, just the hunger we won’t name. Your teeth on my wrist is a promise, my mouth at your throat is a psalm. We’ll keep each other, forever’s a short word for children who don’t age. Your cheek against my marble hand, Let the right one in I’ll keep the wolves from your schoolyard, you’ll keep my daylight sealed. Bite me awake, I’ll bite you timeless two children at the edge of the map, catching moths under streetlamps, learning love as a shared appetite. We don’t heal; we harmonize. [Outro, Spoken Word] 1981 never ends here: Rubik’s colors solved, the courtyard quiet, one coffin, two breaths, one door we never knock on again.more
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