Miha Mak Production

Miha Mak Production --------------------------- [TongMick] Lyrics, Vibes and Checking [Dazorn] Prompting, Mastering and CoverArt _________________________ In the shadows of a crowded room, She steps in, casting her alluring gloom. With eyes that glimmer like midnight stars, She whispers promises from afar. Her golden hair flows like a river, With every glance, she makes me shiver. An enchanting smile, a siren's call, In her presence, the night enthralls. She whispers secrets wrapped in lies, A siren's call in her disguise. With every glance, she weaves her spell, A game of hearts, a tale to tell. Sultry eyes, a wicked grin, A game of shadows she's playing in. But beneath her charm, a heart of stone, I see through the mask she's always shown. In this dance of sultry and sulky, I'm the player, not the prize. She leans in close, her voice a song, Luring me to where I don’t belong. Her laughter dances through the air, A melody both rich and rare. Every word is sugar-coated, Yet her intent is darkly noted. She thinks she’s winning, holding sway, But I know well this game she plays. She thinks she's got me in her hold, Her stories spun, her lies are told. But in the shadows, I watch and see, The truth behind her mystery. Sultry eyes, a wicked grin, A game of shadows she's playing in. But beneath her charm, a heart of stone, I see through the mask she's always shown. In this dance of sultry and sulky, I'm the player, not the prize. The masquerade is coming down, Her eyes reveal the truth, no crown. She thought she played me for a fool, But I'm the one who sets the rules. In the silence, I hear her scheme, A broken echo of her dream. But now she knows I saw her play, In this game, I'm here to stay. She wanted riches, jewels, and gold, A heart bought, a story told. But I’m the one who stands in light, Revealing truths that end the night. Caught in her web, she thought she’d win, But I saw through her wicked grin. Now the curtain falls, her time is done, In this game, I’m the one who won. Feel the rhythm rise and swell, In this story we both tell. She realizes her mistake, As her sultry facade breaks. Sultry eyes, a wicked grin, A game of shadows she's playing in. But beneath her charm, a heart of stone, I see through the mask she's always shown. In this dance of sultry and sulky, I'm the player, not the prize. I walk away with head held high, In her sulky gaze, I say goodbye. In this tale of sultry and deceit, I’ve won the game, she faced defeat.