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Lyrics for the song: [Verse 1] Shadows crawl on the bedroom wall You tie my wrists, I let them fall Silk bites soft, my skin already raw Your voice alone makes me obey it all [Pre-Chorus] The night is ours, I have no say You light the fire, I’m gasoline One look from you and I’m on my knees [Chorus] You make me ride till I can’t speak your name Slow like honey, dripping down your frame Collar tight, thighs shaking, lost in your reign I’ll break so pretty just to feel the same [Verse 2] Your hands write bruises across my chest Each mark a story only you know best You pull my hair, the world goes quiet I’m weightless, ruined, floating in your violence [Pre-Chorus] You tug the leash, my heartbeat sways Every sting is mercy in your cruelest grace “Good girl” undoes me, I melt in place [Chorus] You make me ride till I can’t speak your name Slow like honey dripping down your frame Back arched, marked, choking on your name I’ll beg forever just to feel the same [Verse 3 – Sultry & submissive] Blindfold on, I feel every breath you take Ice on my skin, then the heat of your palm’s mistake You spread my thighs, crop kissing tender skin One sharp sting and I’m whispering “please again” Leather and lace, tears and grace I’m trembling, dripping, lost in your space Use me slower, Sir… break me in half I was born to take whatever you ask [Bridge] Tell me I’m yours, louder, brand it into my bones Pull the chain tighter, make me forget my own name, leave me undone I want tomorrow’s bruises shaped like your hands, your hunger, your claim Wreck me gentle, wreck me cruel, keep me forever tamed [Final Chorus] You make me ride till I can’t speak your name Till tears and honey mix and I forget the shame Slow like sin, sticky, owned, completely claimed I’ll crawl to you when the sun’s ashamed [Outro – barely a whisper] Still taste the leather on my tongue… Yours, always yours… whenever you want round two, Sir.