Flesh

[Verse 1]
Candle on your collarbone
Wax running like a slow confession
Teeth trace every hidden scar
Name each one a lost obsession
Hands on the headboard tremble
Wood keeps time with every breath
You say you want to lose yourself
I offer you a softer death
[Chorus]
Flesh
On my tongue
On my chest
Say my name
Drag your nails
Til you carve it in my neck
Flesh
Where you bruise
Where I rest
We are hunger
We are ache
Holy in each broken breath
[Verse 2]
Lipstick on the bedsheet corner
Smears into a crooked halo
You twist in the twisted covers
Pull me where the shadows can't go
Whisper all your quiet filth
Right into the curve of my ear (oh)
Every word a slowing siren
Pulling all the blood right here
[Chorus]
Flesh
On my tongue
On my chest
Say my name
Drag your nails
Til you carve it in my neck
Flesh
Where you bruise
Where I rest
We are hunger
We are ache
Holy in each broken breath
[Bridge]
Tie my wrists in your hair
Pull me under
Leave me there
Every scratch
A little prayer
Every gasp
A dare
A dare (yeah)
[Chorus]
Flesh
On my tongue
On my chest
Say my name
Drag your nails
Til you carve it in my neck
Flesh
Where you bruise
Where I rest
We are hunger
We are ache
Holy in each broken breath
Flesh
When you shake
When you sweat
We are sinners
We are saints
In the church of what we wreck

rock, Slow-burning erotic alt/nu metal ballad with male vocals; drop-tuned guitars grinding in half-time groove, palm-muted verses and wide-chord choruses. Sultry, whispered lines bloom into gritty, layered screams on the hook. Subby bass and tom-heavy drums push a sensuous, dragging pocket. Bridge leans into dissonant bends and feedback swells, then falls to almost a cappella vocal before the final crushing chorus., metal, alternative rock, nu metal, slow