My Sinful Pleasure

[Verse 1]
Lipstick like a fresh-cut wound
Cherry drips on the chapel floor
Kneel down in my combat boots
Say grace to the girl you adore
Black lace on a guilty heart
Rosary around my throat
You trace every cursed little scar
Like you’re reading a secret note
[Chorus]
You are my sinful pleasure
Carved in the back of my mind
Blessed with a broken halo
Tangled in red and white
Pray to the scars we treasure
Bite marks burning like scripture
Love tastes better under pressure
You are my sinful pleasure
[Verse 2]
Crosses turning upside in my eyes
When you whisper my crooked name
Holy water boiling on your skin
Every shiver feeding the flame
You say this is your last confession
I laugh
Pull you closer still
If heaven’s on the other side of you
I’d rather rot on this hill (oh yeah)
[Chorus]
You are my sinful pleasure
Carved in the back of my mind
Blessed with a broken halo
Tangled in red and white
Pray to the scars we treasure
Bite marks burning like scripture
Love tastes better under pressure
You are my sinful pleasure
[Bridge]
[Breakdown hits
Guttural vocals]
Choke on the creed
As you fall to your knees
I’m the saint of your need
And the rot in your dreams
[Chorus]
You are my sinful pleasure
Carved in the back of my mind
Blessed with a broken halo
Tangled in red and white
Pray to the scars we treasure
Bite marks burning like scripture
Love tastes better under pressure
You are my sinful pleasure

metal, Modern hybrid of death metal and gothic metal with metalcore breakdowns; female vocals jumping from eerie clean melodies to piercing highs and deep growls. Guitars alternate between tremolo-picked darkness and chug-heavy riffs, bass grinds under double-kick blasts, then drops into half-time pits. Choruses bloom with haunting choirs and synth pads, drums open space for huge, chantable hooks before slamming back into blast-beat fury., death metal, metalcore