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Sirius-Unholy Grace

suno v5 [가사] They want a clean song. I brought a spark. You hold your morals like a glass of gin, Pretty in the light—poison in. You whisper “save me” through your teeth, Then call it sin when I believe. I tried to fit your frame, I couldn’t— So I learned to bite the hand that “would.” If I’m a stain you can’t erase, Why do you keep touching my face? Say my name like a warning, Say it like you’re proud. If I’m the thing you pray against— Why are you here now? If you call me a heretic, I’ll light up your dark. (HEY!) UNHOLY GRACE— If you want a devil, darling, I’ll play the part. You raise your hands, you hide your heart— Tell me I’m wrong, then tear me apart. UNHOLY GRACE— I don’t arrive… I detonate. I detonate. Hate me in public— Hold me in private. “Amen” on your lips— My name in your violence. You dress your fear in expensive words, A perfect sentence with a crooked nerve. I’m not your prayer, I’m not your cure— I’m the honest thing you can’t endure. So crown me with your cheap disgrace, I’ll wear it like it’s holy lace. I’m tired, I’m hungry, I’m too alive— Still, I smile when you say I’m “fine.” Say my name like a verdict, Like I can’t be saved. If I’m the fall you can’t resist— Then come and misbehave. If you call me a heretic, I’ll light up your dark. (HEY!) UNHOLY GRACE— If you want a devil, darling, I’ll play the part. You want the spark, not the scars— Too late, sweetheart, they’re both ours. UNHOLY GRACE— I don’t arrive… I detonate. At 3 a.m. the lights don’t cheer, They just show me what I did in here. I hear your hymns like broken glass, Stuck in my throat—won’t let me pass. Maybe I am what you call “rot,” But look at the altar you forgot. You built a cage and called it love— Then begged the animal to sing enough. I’m not proud. I’m not clean. I’m just real in a room of screens. Call me Satan. You still want saving. And I— I hate that I need it… But I do. Count to eight—hold your breath— Let it hurt, then let it set. One more step—don’t look away— I’m the spark in your “amen.” If you call me a heretic, I’ll light up your dark. (HEY!) UNHOLY GRACE— If you want a devil, darling, I’ll tear up your heart. Hands up high, heads down low— Say you don’t want me, then beg me “don’t go.” UNHOLY GRACE— I don’t arrive… I detonate. I detonate. Call me a heretic… …I’ll still sound like grace.