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[Verse] Smoke rising slow from the grill, gold in the dark, Suya on the flame, heartbeat in the spark. One seat left, no one else to share, But your eyes say come, just like the fire's flare. [Pre-Chorus] I don’t need a name, don’t need to explain, Your silence speaks louder than any refrain. One glance, I’m already in, This sweet heat, it's pulling me in. [Chorus] Suya smoke, drawin’ me to your table, Lonely hearts meet where the fire's stable. No words needed, just this rhythm in the air, You’re the spice, I’m the flame, we’re not fair — But we’re perfect, baby, in this smoky prayer. [Verse] You lean back, slow like honey, no rush, The night’s long, so I’m not hush. Your knee brushes mine in the cool, One taste of you and I’m lost, so cool. [Pre-Chorus] I don’t need a name, don’t need to explain, Your silence speaks louder than any refrain. One glance, I’m already in, This sweet heat, it's pulling me in. [Chorus] Suya smoke, drawin’ me to your table, Lonely hearts meet where the fire's stable. No words needed, just this rhythm in the air, You’re the spice, I’m the flame, we’re not fair — But we’re perfect, baby, in this smoky prayer. [Bridge] No promises, just this moment, deep and low, You’re the rhythm, I’m the groove, we know. The smoke don’t lie, the fire don’t fake, You and me, in this quiet, this sacred ache. [Chorus] Suya smoke, drawin’ me to your table, Lonely hearts meet where the fire's stable. No words needed, just this rhythm in the air, You’re the spice, I’m the flame, we’re not fair — But we’re perfect, baby, in this smoky prayer. [Outro] Suya smoke... pull me in... You’re the heat... I’m the skin... Just like the fire... never thin... Smoke and soul... where we begin...

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