A captivating synthpop collaboration between Drake and The Weeknd, 'Deceit' delves deep into the complexities of love, betrayal, and the masks we wear. With haunting melodies and evocative lyrics, this track captures the tension between desire and dishonesty.
Verse 1:
Your body heat,
Flames in the night,
Wrapped in my thoughts,
A shadow in sight.
Chorus:
Every kiss, a Judas trade,
A perfect, walking hand grenade.
I catalog your every sound,
The way you breathe when morning breaks,
On hollow ground.
Verse 2:
I am the ghost inside your walls,
I'm everything a good spy fakes.
I see the hunger in your eyes,
The architecture of your lies.
Chorus:
Every kiss, a Judas trade,
A perfect, walking hand grenade.
The one true thing I've never told,
Is burning through this empty soul.
Bridge:
Your quiet sound,
Echoes in my mind,
A melody of deceit,
That we can't leave behind.
Verse 3:
We dance in the dark,
With secrets beneath,
Playing our parts,
In this web of deceit.
Chorus:
Every kiss, a Judas trade,
A perfect, walking hand grenade.
I catalog your every sound,
The way you breathe when morning breaks,
On hollow ground.
Outro:
In shadows we fade,
With whispers that seep,
A love built on lies,
As we dive into deep.
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Performed by Drake and The Weeknd, Synthpop song called Deceit. Use these phrases, and add new ones:
Your body heat.
My own deceit.
Your quiet sound.
On hollow ground.
Every kiss, a Judas trade
A perfect, walking hand grenade
I catalog your every sound
The way you breathe when morning breaks
I am the ghost inside your walls
I'm everything a good spy fakes.
I see the hunger in your eyes
The architecture of your lies
The one true thing I've never told
Is burning through this empty soul
The Weeknd, Drake