[00:00.000] 作词 : Showing[00:01.000] 作曲 : 梁千One/Showing[00:02.000] 编曲 : Showing[00:11.850]Ironic how I'm steady with a fire that spreads[00:15.450]Say I'm fine with the distance, still trace what you said[00:18.660]I don't rush into noise, I compress every thought[00:21.780]Every move calculated from the lessons I bought[00:24.870]I learned patience the hard way, paid interest first[00:28.020]Watched impulse look pretty, then collapse when it burst[00:31.200]You read calm like a signal, like an opening sign[00:34.230]But I guard every inch of the space that is mine[00:37.440]I don't flinch, I don't fold, I don't lean into fate[00:40.590]I keep tension contained, keep it locked in its place[00:43.770]If I hover,it's balance, not fear in disguise[00:46.920]Ironic how restraint keeps you fixed on my eyes[00:49.800]If I cross that line, it won't stay clean[00:55.980]You already crossed it, you just didn't lean[01:01.920]It's ironic how I hold back just to feel more[01:05.160]Hands stay steady while my thoughts ignore[01:08.280]I say“ easy,” I say“ safe,” I say“ let it be”[01:11.220]Still it never feels the same whenit's just me[01:15.960]I don't knock, I hover close to where you stand[01:18.960]You call it space, I call it holding my hand[01:21.480]Every pause you deploy lands heavy in time[01:24.570]Like a sentence half- written that's still on my mind[01:27.660]You don't say yes, you just never deny[01:30.870]That controlled hesitation dressed up as reply[01:34.320]You stack all your reasons like shields in a row[01:37.110]But I see how your focus still follows me slow[01:40.380]I move quicker than sense, I admit that flaw[01:43.530]I trust momentum more than rules I was taught[01:46.470]You call patience a virtue, I call it a test[01:49.890]Ironic how waiting keeps cutting my chest[01:52.710]I don't chase sparks I can't contain[01:58.620]Then why does my name still circle your frame[02:04.770]It's ironic how we almost move[02:07.470]Close enough to lose, too sharp to choose[02:11.610]You say stay calm, but I feel the pull[02:14.970]Every quiet second bends the rule[02:18.180]Night takes the pressure off performance[02:22.740]No roles left to defend[02:24.480]Night removes the exits[02:27.420]So truth stands closer than planned[02:30.510]I read your stillness like it's loaded with intent[02:33.750]You don't raise your voice, but the message is sent[02:36.720]You frame every step like precision and grace[02:39.900]But I feel the resistance tightening space[02:42.990]Don't confuse my control with cracks in my spine[02:46.290]I don't lose my center every time you align[02:49.290]You want heat, you want now, want risk on display[02:52.500]I've seen chaos look honest right before decay[02:55.920]Ironic how discipline sharpens the blade[02:58.800]Ironic how impulse gets most people played[03:02.130]We don't collide, we don't retreat[03:04.980]We just stand too close for this to be clean[03:09.090]It's ironic how we stay in between[03:12.030]Not enough distance, not fully seen[03:15.150]I keep my balance, you test the seam[03:18.780]Ironic how careful breaks the dream[03:22.530]If irony's the cost of staying aligned[03:26.400]I'll keep my ground, you keep your mind[03:29.250]We didn't fall, we didn't fight[03:31.860]We just held back perfectly tonight