Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1 - Female] Lipstick on your cigarette sweet stain on a bad habit Hands map every wrong turn say my name like you’ll confess it Halo on the dresser thrown beside your t-shirt You pray into my collarbone dig your nails in like it hurts [Verse 1 - Male] Tongue like a curse hips like a sermon You twist in the dark make a grave feel certain Sweat on the bible pages start to curl You’re reading me backwards unlearning the world [Pre-Chorus - Both] Teeth in the silence breath on the wire Are we holy for a second when we’re crawling through the fire? [Chorus - Both] You’re my velvet sin, my venom drag me deeper, don’t let go (don’t let go) Every promise tastes like heaven on a dirty, bleeding throat If this is love, it’s loaded pull the trigger, say my name (say my name) I want your lust, unspoken every saint washed out in shame [Verse 2 - Female (rap)] Hands on my hips like an altar (hey) Body like a threat in a halter You say “slow down,” I go farther breath on your neck, I’m the father of the lies that you love in the late night Kiss marks bloom where the light dies You want pure? I’m the rewrite black lace gospel in your closed eyes [Verse 2 - Male] I’m the ache in your Sunday torn dress in the driveway Footprints on the wet paint heartbeats in the ashtray Every dirty little prayer spelled out on your spine You call it wrong, I call it finally feeling alive [Bridge - Both] [Beat drops to half-time, guitars cut, sub-bass swells] Whose skin are we wearing? Whose rules are we tearing? If love is clean then why this flood? If sin is red why crave the blood? (oh) [Chorus - Both] You’re my velvet sin, my venom drag me deeper, don’t let go (don’t let go) Every promise tastes like heaven on a dirty, bleeding throat If this is love, it’s loaded pull the trigger, say my name (say my name) I want your lust, unspoken every saint washed out in shame [Outro - Male + Female] Bite down, break the halo let it crack between our teeth If hell is just your shadow I’ll meet you underneath (underneath)
Tags
rap, Dual-vocal deathcore hybrid: male gutturals trade lines with sharp, female rap-sung vocals. Guitars chug in dropped tuning over halftime kick and splintered trap hats; verses stay tight and percussive, chorus explodes with stacked screams and melodic top line. Brief ambient break before final hook, sub-bass and distorted 808s slamming under a wall-of-sound outro., death core
Duration
3:31
Instrumental
No
Created
3/10/2026