your idol (based on the hit show KPDH)
You think you know me, don't you? The smile, the grace, the sweet "I care"â But look closer, and you'll see through, The mask I wear, the twisted snare.
Iâm the idol, the one you crave, Iâll pull you in, make you behave. Youâll love my sins, and feel them too, Beneath my touch, youâll come unglued.
(Iâm the one whoâll love your sins,) Iâll love you deeper than you can begin. Feel my voice slip under your skin, Let it crawl, let it burn within.
You think youâre free, that you control, But Iâm the fire, Iâll take your soul. Iâll whisper sweet things, make you believe, Then turn it coldâmake you grieve.
(Donât let it show, keep it all inside,) Hide the hurt, the shame you canât abide. Keep it locked up, buried so deep, Youâll only feel the things you canât keep.
You crave my touch, my poisoned kiss, But you canât handle the price of this. Iâll love you fierce, love you blind, Until you lose yourself, and youâre mine.
(Feel the way my voice gets underneath your skin,) And Iâll make you ache, again and again. Youâll need me more, but Iâll pull away, Until youâre begging me to stay.
Iâll twist your heart, but keep it sweet, Lure you in, then make you retreat. You think youâre safe, but youâre in too deep, Falling, drowning, you canât escape the leap.
Iâll be the idol, the love you seek, But Iâll leave you broken, weak. And when you look for me in the dark, Iâll be the shadow that leaves a mark.
(Iâm the only one whoâll love your sins,) But youâll never escape the way it begins. Youâll chase the echo, youâll crave the sound, But Iâll be the one whoâs never around.
Youâll want me, need me, make me your queen, But youâll be lost in the space between. The love I give is a wicked thingâ A chain, a cage, a broken wing.
(Iâm the idol, Iâll love your sins.)














