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LUNATIC NATION
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Tie me down with them eyes, got a grip like sin,
Sippin’ cherry wine while your nails dig in.
Handprints on hips, blood on the bedsheet,
This love ain’t soft, it’s scars over heartbeat.
You like it rough, I like it real,
You kiss the wounds that never heal.
Strangled by passion, addicted to taste,
Chains on the headboard, love in disgrace.
I ain’t innocent — I like your hands on my throat,
Moanin’ scripture while you write love notes in my coat.
We’re sinners in lace, angels on meth,
We fuck like we’re dyin’, then cuddle to death…
Chains and cherry wine, whip marks and whispered lies,
Roses burn in moonlight while halos fall from skies.
We fight, we fuck, we crash, we climb,
But baby we always rise — interlinked through grime.
Chains and cherry wine… that dangerous kind of mine.
You kiss like revenge, bite like you mean it,
Every bruise you leave, I fiend it, I fiend it.
Tell me I’m poison — then drink me whole,
Call me your angel, then fuck like you stole.
You break me sweet, then fix me filthy,
Love me in leather, hurt me gently.
I don’t need flowers, I need flames,
Choke me with love when you whisper my name…
I ain’t no knight, but I’ll guard your pain,
We kings and queens of the fucked-up game.
She wearin’ nothin’ but pride and perfume,
I’m pourin’ wine on them wounds like truth…
Chains and cherry wine, whip marks and whispered lies,
Roses burn in moonlight while halos fall from skies.
We fight, we fuck, we crash, we climb,
But baby we always rise — interlinked through grime.
Chains and cherry wine… that dangerous kind of mine.
Don’t save me, just… chain me.
Drink me like that cherry wine…
I’m yours till the bottle runs dry…
Then again, forever never dies…