Velvet Vice

[Verse 1]
She walks in slow, like sin on Sunday
Lipstick red, but her soul’s all gun gray
Velvet skin, but that grip is steel
She don’t ask — she just takes the wheel

Whispers low like a preacher’s curse
Tastes like heaven, leaves you worse
Got a rosary wrapped around her thigh
Swears she’s saved, but she loves to lie

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[Chorus]
She’s my velvet vice
Sweet with a deadly price
Wraps me up, turns me out
Takes my soul, runs her mouth
I know she’s wrong, but damn, she’s right
Addicted to that every night
Yeah, she bleeds desire and ice
She’s my velvet vice

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[Verse 2]
She leaves perfume in my bedsheets
A mark so deep, it even haunts my sleep
Claws in deep, nails in back
She’s the thrill in every heart attack

Says “I’m yours,” then breaks the rules
Drives me mad and plays it cool
She’s chaos in a painted dress
And I can’t quit that kind of mess

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[Chorus]
She’s my velvet vice
Sweet with a deadly price
Wraps me up, turns me out
Takes my soul, runs her mouth
I know she’s wrong, but damn, she’s right
Addicted to that every night
Yeah, she bleeds desire and ice
She’s my velvet vice

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[Bridge]
Yeah, she leaves scars you learn to love
Bites down slow, fits like a glove
Every sin I try to shake
She just gives — and I break

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[Final Chorus]
She’s my velvet vice
Sweet with a deadly price
Wraps me up, turns me out
Takes my soul, runs her mouth
I know she’s wrong, but damn, she’s right
Can’t stop craving that midnight bite
Yeah, she bleeds desire and ice
She’s my velvet…
She’s my velvet vice

A gritty rock song with swagger and seduction, featuring gritty male vocals, dirty guitar riffs, male