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협죽도 — Oleander

richardhead

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Lyrics

Verse 1

You poured light like honey over fractured glass

Every word a lullaby dressed in aftermath

Soft hands, soft voice, soft ruin in disguise

I drank you slowly, never reading warning signs

Pre-Chorus

혀끝에 남은 bitterness

달콤함 뒤의 silence

I feel it bloom beneath my chest

A garden fed by violence

Chorus

Sweet, sweet poison, I know your name

Tastes like love but it stains the same

Sweet, sweet poison, on my tongue

I keep drinking, I come undone

Sweet, sweet poison, pull me near

Even knowing why I fear

Sweet, sweet poison, I remain

Dancing softly in the pain

Post-Chorus

달콤해, 달콤해, but it cuts so deep

I’m wide awake in a sugar sleep

달콤해, 달콤해, I can’t escape

Your kindness is a sharpened blade

Rap Verse 1

Measured in milligrams of metaphor and mercy

Your diction drips in doses perfectly rehearsed, see

A curated kindness, chemically precise

You weaponize the gentle, make affection a device

Syntax of seduction, every phrase is engineered

To disarm cognition, keep the consequence deferred

I decode your cadence, every syllable a scheme

A semiotic sugar rush dissolving what I mean

Neurotoxic nuance wrapped in nectar-like delivery

You don’t break the heart—you

Verse 2

You whispered low like something I could heal

But secrets tend to fracture what is real

Your tenderness was lacquered over cracks

A fragile truth I never could unpack

Pre-Chorus

혀끝에 남은 bitterness

달콤함 뒤의 silence

I feel it bloom beneath my chest

A garden fed by violence

Chorus

Sweet, sweet poison, I know your name

Tastes like love but it stains the same

Sweet, sweet poison, on my tongue

I keep drinking, I come undone

Sweet, sweet poison, pull me near

Even knowing why I fear

Sweet, sweet poison, I remain

Dancing softly in the pain

Post-Chorus

달콤해, 달콤해, but it cuts so deep

I’m wide awake in a sugar sleep

달콤해, 달콤해, I can’t escape

Your kindness is a sharpened blade

Rap Verse 2

Polished rhetoric, your empathy’s synthetic

Aesthetic over ethics, every gesture is genetic

Programmed to simulate the warmth of human trust

While eroding every boundary into sentimental dust

I trace your logic—there’s a fracture in the frame

Where affection turns to leverage in a subtle game

Your kindness is a currency with interest left unpaid

Compound manipulation in the choices that you made

I audit every memory, your kindness redefined

A hostile architecture dressed as something kind

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