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Lyrics Shhh... hush now, baby, Don’t let your tongue go lazy. Got a lil’ secret? Maybe, I can make it sweet ‘n’ shady. Whisper coins in the dark, they chime like sin, Every truth got teeth, I trade it in. You talk dreams, I price them thin, Gold for your guilt, I cash it in. Your neighbor’s shame, your boss’s crush, A preacher’s lie in a velvet hush. I sip jazz smoke, in a moonlit rush, Paper trails sing in a syncop’d blush. I sell secrets, honey, come close, don’t tell, Drippin’ silver lies in a crystal shell. Every soul got somethin’ to spell, Oh baby, I know you too well. Tick-tock tongue, tell tales for pay, Lips be currency in my cabaret. I trade your sighs in a jazz café, Truth’s a rhythm — deceit’s ballet. Lady in lace, got her husband’s crime, Boy on the block, hid a love sublime. All them shadows, they rhyme in time, My record spins — your life, my prime. I sell secrets, honey, come close, don’t tell, Drippin’ silver lies in a crystal shell. Every soul got somethin’ to spell, Oh baby, I know you too well. I hear your sins hum mino’ tune, Behind that grin, a blood-red moon. You pray for day, I deal in noon, Sellin’ dusk in a smoky saloon. Scat-cha, slip-cha, hush-cha now, Tongue twist slick, I’ll show ya how. Blah-dee-blah, your truth got pow’, Jazz beat heart in a crooked vow. Snap of the snare, your mask just fell, You hum that guilt like a carousel. Ain’t no heaven where secrets dwell, Only me — the man who sells. I sell secrets, honey, come close, don’t tell, Drippin’ silver lies in a crystal shell. Every soul got somethin’ to spell, Oh baby, I know you too well. I sell secrets, soft and slow, Got a story? Let it flow. The price ain’t high, it’s just your glow, Come whisper low... I already know. So sip that smoke, and fade in blue, Your silence sings — I hear it too. One last trade before we’re through, Your secret’s mine... and mine owns you. 作品はフィクションです、歌詞に出てくる個人名、団体名などは架空のものであり、曲のコンセプトに根付いた思想は私とまったく関係がありません。 Please note that this work is a work of fiction. Any individual or group names mentioned in the lyrics are fictitious, and the underlying philosophy of the song is not reflective of my personal beliefs. #ai作曲 #生成ai #randb #pop