The slow reveal it used to take a hold of you Lead you through a corridor into different rooms Precious sights before you close the door behind you And move into the next room, one floor down and more to go The quick reveal it holds on with less feeling Select my face and look at how it makes you feel Meet me in a cold and dark lit hallway And pretend you had never known me until now Pretend you do not this, pretend you do not this Though I know that person you want to be It’s not for you and it’s not for me