Jinle Bells

Intro

Jinle bells, jinle bells—(ah-ah)

Skate on glass, I laugh and I swell—(hey)

Verse

I tally tiny trespasses like beats on a ledger,

Counting the times I cracked my own measure.

Fingers on the throttle, pulse under throttle, I crawl, I climb,

Trading quiet for the clatter, one more heist of time.

You say steady, say stable, keep the map in the frame,

But I’m hungry for the spark that never learned my name.

Little fires in the pockets of my coat,

I feed them coins, I feed them quotes, I feed the note.

Pre-chorus

I can feel the line get thin (thin), I can feel the light drop (drop),

A ledger of tomorrow's sins (sins), still I can't stop (can't stop).

Hands on the wheel, I wrestle control (control),

But appetite's a drum that steals the soul (soul). (oh)

Chorus

Jinle bells, ring my reckoning—(ring, ring)

Risk in my mouth, like sugar and sin (oh-oh)

Control slips, and the lights go in—(in)

I want it, I want it, I want it again

Jinle bells, jinle bells—(na-na)

Risk, control, appetite—(ah)

Say my name while the coin flips, alright, alright

I want it, I want it, I want it again

Verse

Midnight buffet on the edge of good sense,

I take a bite, then I pay the consequence.

License to wobble, license to fall, license to laugh in the dark,

Trading safe for a story, autograph on a spark.

You memorize my caution like a lullaby that failed,

I memorize the thrill like a ship that never sailed.

Pocket full of bets, pocket full of charms,

I wear my risks like medals, scars like arms.

Pre-chorus

Tighter than a secret (secret), louder than a vow (vow),

I cross my T’s in ink that won't dry now (won't dry now).

Control is a whisper I keep misplacing (placing),

Appetite's a map that keeps me racing (racing). (yeah)

Chorus

Jinle bells, ring my reckoning—(ring, ring)

Risk in my mouth, like sugar and sin (oh-oh)

Control slips, and the lights go in—(in)

I want it, I want it, I want it again

Jinle bells, jinle bells—(na-na)

Risk, control, appetite—(ah)

Say my name while the coin flips, alright, alright

I want it, I want it, I want it again

Bridge

(da-da da) I taste the margin—thin and sweet,

(da-da da) I taste the moment—short and fleet.

Hands let go, hands grab on, hands keep the secret tight,

We dance on ledgers, we tango with the night.

Call it flaw, call it favor, call it fever in my veins,

Call it weather that I chase, call it rain that calls my name.

Chorus

Jinle bells, ring my reckoning—(ring, ring)

Risk in my mouth, like sugar and sin (oh-oh)

Control slips, and the lights go in—(in)

I want it, I want it, I want it again

Jinle bells, jinle bells—(na-na)

Risk, control, appetite—(ah)

Say my name while the coin flips, alright, alright

I want it, I want it, I want it again

Outro

Jinle bells—(ah) appetite—(oh)

Jinle bells—(na-na) control takes flight—

Jinle bells, jinle bells (fade)