The door slams shut and the world goes still
I’m trading my fucking pride for the heat of your will
Forget the whispers, forget the light
I want the heavy, unholy weight of the night
I want the scent of the wine and the rain
The beautiful pulse of the pleasure and pain
Your fingers are fucking trembling against my waist
The copper and salt of an honest taste
Tear the lace and the buttons away
I’m done with the games that the civilized play
No careful rhythm, no pre-planned part
Just the thud of a frantic, animal heart
I want to feel the fucking grit on the floor
The sound of your breath as you ask for more
Take the composure I try to keep
And bury it somewhere jagged and deep
Drive me down 'til the bed frame groans
I want to feel the strength that you call your own
Give me the friction, the sweat, and the sting
The raw, dirty truth of a living thing
Your hands in my hair, pulling me back
The world is a haze of crimson and black
Hard and reckless, focused and fast
A fever so heavy it’s destined to last
Your teeth leave a mark on the curve of my neck
Leaving my senses a beautiful wreck
I’m clawing your shoulders, I’m drawing the blood
Like a river that’s breaking through timber and mud
Sink into me, find where the hunger resides
The place where the last of the innocence hides
I want to taste you, the heat and the smoke
The guttural sound of a heart as it broke
Push me harder, pin me down tight
The only thing real is the grip of the night
Muscle and tension, the grind and the slide
With absolutely nowhere for us to hide
I’m losing my mind in the curve of your hand
The things that we both finally understand
Take what you want, fuck the rest
Until I can’t feel the air in my chest
The room is a blur and the ceiling is gone
We’re hunting for truth 'til the break of the dawn
I’m begging for more, I’m begging for you
To do all the things that you’re dying to fucking do
Your weight is a mercy, your touch is a fire
The jagged edge of a human desire
A riot of senses, a storm in the blood
Dragging us down through the holy mud
I want you inside where the secrets are kept
The places where even the angels have wept
No boundaries left, just the push and the pull
Until every part of my spirit is full
Grinding against me, the heat and the soul
Give me the fuck that makes me feel whole
The taste of your skin is the only thing real
The only damn thing I am capable to feel
Shaking and broken, a tangled-up mess
The lingering heat of a long night’s stress
The smell of us heavy, the air turning fucking sweet
Until the rhythm is finally complete
Just the skin
Just the sin
Real and rough
Never enough
Nothing but heat
The rhythm is complete