“In My Ropes”
(Intro — spoken, low and smooth)
Yeah…
It’s her world…
But tonight… she’s tied in mine.
(Hook)
I’m the artist, ropes painting on her skin
Perfect flaws, every breath I’m pulling in
Shibari lines got her mind on fire
Bound so tight, feeding both our wild desires
She’s pure energy, begging soft under my hands
Perfectly imperfect, lost in my commands
She’s my goddess, in my ropes confined
It’s my art, my knots, my design
(Verse 1)
Velvet ropes trace her frame,
Every knot calls out my name
Breathing deep as I pull each line,
Carving worship down her spine
Eyes pleading in the candle’s glow,
She’s my canvas, I’m the flow
Beast inside me breaking free,
She’s my chaos on her knees
(Pre-Hook)
No lies in her shaking sighs,
Just silk, sweat, and silent cries
My happy end in a world so cold,
In my ropes, her truth unfolds
(Hook)
I’m the artist, ropes painting on her skin
Perfect flaws, every breath I’m pulling in
Shibari lines got her mind on fire
Bound so tight, feeding both our wild desires
She’s pure energy, begging soft under my hands
Perfectly imperfect, lost in my commands
She’s my goddess, in my ropes confined
It’s my art, my knots, my design
(Verse 2)
Outside’s chaos, storm and steel,
Inside here, she’s all I feel
Every twist a deeper claim,
Wrapped in silk, she moans my name
I’m her beast, her hidden sin,
Pulling tighter, drawing her in
Eyes roll back, time’s erased,
World dissolves in silk and lace
(Pre-Hook)
No lies in her shaking sighs,
Just silk, sweat, and silent cries
My happy end in a world so cold,
In my ropes, her truth unfolds
(Hook)
I’m the artist, ropes painting on her skin
Perfect flaws, every breath I’m pulling in
Shibari lines got her mind on fire
Bound so tight, feeding both our wild desires
She’s pure energy, begging soft under my hands
Perfectly imperfect, lost in my commands
She’s my goddess, in my ropes confined
It’s my art, my knots, my design
(Bridge — half-rapped, half-sung)
She’s a supernova held in silk
Craving each pull, each touch like milk
Perfect storm in a flawless mess
Bound and begging, she confesses
I tie the stars around her waist
Mark my territory, claim my space
It’s my world when the ropes descend
And we don’t stop till time won’t bend
(Final Hook — softer, melodic)
I’m the artist, ropes painting on her skin
Perfect flaws, every breath I’m pulling in
Shibari lines got her mind on fire
Bound so tight, feeding both our wild desires
She’s pure energy, begging soft under my hands
Perfectly imperfect, lost in my commands
She’s my goddess, in my ropes confined
It’s my art, my knots, my design
(Outro — spoken)
Yeah…
Perfectly imperfect…
She’s bound in my world tonight.
Perfect imperfection in Perpetuity