Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1- pure dark R&B. Deep, rattling 808 sub-bass, rapid hi-hats, and a smooth, echoing synth pad. Vocals are smooth, rhythmic, and incredibly close to the mic with a slight sultry swagger.] Lights low, sweat dripping down your spine Got that arch in your back, moving right on time Tangled in the silk, gripping tight on the headboard Begging for a taste, letting go of the ripcord Slow grind, sinking deep into the mattress Told me you're a saint, but tonight you’re the baddest Skin on skin, let the temperature rise I can see the dirty secrets hiding right in your eyes. [Pre-Chorus- The trap beat stutters and slows. A single, clean electric guitar with a nasty, twangy overdrive slides in, playing a bluesy, dissonant lick.] [Vocals: Deep, raspy singing] Yeah, the velvet is soft, but the hunger is rough And I know that a taste is never enough... So take it all off. [Chorus- Absolute sonic whiplash. The trap beat is obliterated by a massive, sludgy, southern-metalcore groove, Heavy fuzz pedals, crashing cymbals, and a nasty, twangy riff that bends and squeals.] [Vocals: Transition from a gritty belt to a full fry scream] Fuck ME UP! Tear the fabric, rip the lace! I want to feel the claws right across my face! GRIND IT DOWN! To the sweat, to the bone, to the core! Leave me wrecked and screaming out for more! [Guttural growl] Give it to me! [Verse 2- Instant cut back to the dark trap beat. The contrast is jarring and sexy. The bass hits harder this time.] [Vocals: Back to that smooth, breathy R&B flow, but slightly more breathless now] Fingertips tracing down the edge of your thigh Got you biting your lip, looking up at the sky No rules in the dark, we can cross every line Drinking from the fountain, yeah, tasting the wine Pacing the rhythm, making you shake Pushing it further to see what it takes You like it rough when the shadows descend Taking me all the way down to the end. [Pre-Chorus- the beat slows again. That dirty, twangy guitar returns, bending a string so hard it sounds like it’s going to snap.] Yeah, the velvet is soft, but the hunger is rough And I know that a taste is never enough... So take it all off! [Chorus- the massive, sludgy metalcore groove slams back in. Wide open power chords mixed with dissonant, southern-fried bends.] Fuck ME UP! Tear the fabric, rip the lace! I want to feel the claws right across my face! GRIND IT DOWN! To the sweat, to the bone, to the core! Leave me wrecked and screaming out for more! [Bridge- the heavy guitars pull back to a chugging, rhythmic palm-mute. The 808 bass from the trap section layers underneath it, creating a hybrid sound. Vocals are a rhythmic, chanted whisper.] Push and pull. Bite and scratch. Strike the flint, light the match. Push and pull. Bite and scratch. (Building in volume) STRIKE THE FLINT! LIGHT THE MATCH! [The Breakdown] [Instrumentation: Disgustingly heavy. The tempo drops to a crawl. The guitars are drenched in fuzz and play a low, rhythmic, squealing] Fuck me up.
Tags
Metalcore, shoegaze, Sultry trap R&B verse, bedroom vibe, heavy southern grungehorus, nasty twang, emotional male vocals
Duration
2:50
Instrumental
No
Created
3/9/2026