[Intro — sly, quiet, unsettling] Mmm… People get bold When they think they’ve figured you out. [Verse 1 — silky, calculating] Lately they’ve been whispering like they’ve solved my every move, Acting like my silence is a weakness they can prove. But patterns aren’t predictions— They’re just clues I let them keep. A careful mind survives By watching who can’t sleep. They circle with assumptions, thinking they can read my stance, But knowing half the story Is the fastest way to lose the dance. [Pre-Chorus — tightening tension] And every confident question, Every smirk they try to show… Reveals they’re not prepared For what I choose to let them know. [Chorus — cunning, powerful, strategic] So I keep them close— Close enough to watch their eyes twitch, Close enough to hear their breathing When their theories glitch. I don’t need their certainty, Just the cracks in every tone… You learn the truth much faster When you never stand alone. A rival shows their weakness When they think they’ve overgrown. [Verse 2 — darker, sharper] Some claim they know my motives like they’ve read my hidden script, But confidence is fragile— All it needs is one small slip. I study how they stumble, How they speak before they think… The proudest ones fall quickest When they’re standing on the brink. I move with quiet purpose, never rushing to be seen— Mystery is power When you know what lies between. [Pre-Chorus — sly realization] Assumptions turn to failures When they push a little deep… They guess at what I’m guarding, But the secrets that I keep— [Chorus — bigger, more dangerous] Are why I keep them close— Close enough to map their breathing, Close enough to sense the tension In the lies they’re weaving. I don’t need their honesty, Just the tells they never own… You learn who breaks the fastest When you give them room to roam. A rival turns transparent When they think they stand alone. [Bridge — whispered, turning intimidating] Let them think they’ve cracked me, Let them feel they’ve won— But strategies unravel When they’re based on half what’s done. I shift the board in silence, Let them chase what isn’t real… A quiet mind is lethal When they underestimate the feel. [Final Chorus — triumphant, shadowy] So I keep them close— Close enough to catch their guessing, Close enough to hear the fear In the truths they keep suppressing. I don’t want their insight, Don’t need crowns to be in control… You learn to rule far easier By observing every role. And when their plans collapse, When they learn what I withhold— You can’t outplay the person Who never lets their story be told.

The Ones Who think They Know Me (P7)