[Verse 1] (hypnotic, pulsing, predatory) Look at me. That’s how it works. No need to move. No need to speak. I’ve stopped a room With half a glance. Bent the brave Without a chance. Your eyes should bend. Your pulse should break. That’s how they all Learn to obey. [Pre-Chorus] (commanding, suspenseful) Stand still. Hear me. This is where Control begins. Any second now. They always fall. [Chorus] (driving, swaggering guitars, steady drum pulse, confident, sexy) Look at me. Hold your ground. You’re supposed to feel it now. Look at me. Don’t resist. This is the part they can’t survive. I give the word. They give in. I always get what I demand. So why do you stand Unmoved… Like I’m nothing at all? [Verse 2] (same groove as Verse 1, darker, more tension) I’ve twisted fear Into need. I’ve watched faith Snap like thread. One word Under skin And they surrender Before I begin. But you don’t shake. You don’t flinch. No crack appears, No flicker of win. [Pre-Chorus 2] (rise in intensity, declarative commands) I said look. I said stay. That’s usually enough. But not this time. [Chorus 2] {full energy, pulsing rhythm) Look at me. Hold the line. Tell me why you’re still your own. Look at me. Dead in the eyes. Like you’re carved from stone. I give the command. They obey. That’s the rule I’ve always known. So why are you here Unbroken… Outside my control? [Bridge] (half-spoken, sultry, predatory, quiet guitar/bass pulse) This isn’t defiance. This isn’t will. You’re outside the rule I make. You’re not afraid. You’re not resisting. You’re not even in the game. (quiet, predatory) And that’s new. [Guitar Solo] (Sleazy mid-tempo strut, circling riff, stalking confidence, gothic glam tone, not flashy) [Final Chorus] (peak energy, commanding, sexy, slow pulsing) Look at me. Stay right there. You’re supposed to crumble by now. Look at me. If you can. Tell me why I feel unsure. I’ve owned the stare. I’ve ruled the night. I’ve never doubted my command. Until you. And you don’t give a damn. [Outro] (fade on bass and slow guitar riff, haunting male baritone) Look at me. Still standing. Whatever you are… You’re not affected. (fade into ominous riff, gothic male baritone)

Look at Me