[Verse 1]
THE "MARKS" (Alt-R&B / Gritty Soul) Vibe: Slow, Burning, Possessive, Intense. Appeal: Focuses on leaving a mark (hickies/scratches) – a primal sign of possession and passion. Style Prompt: Explicit
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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Neck full of hickies, red and purple
I’m a hungry dog, you’re my circle.
Bite the shoulder, scratch the back
Love it when you ride on the attack.
Slow motion, heavy breathing
We’re leaving marks, we aren’t leaving.
Skin to skin, no fabric allowed
In this room, we are loud.
[Chorus]
Mark me up, baby, claim your land
Squeeze the life out of my hand.
Dirty love, but it’s so true
I only want to be inside of you.
Leave the scars, wear the pride
There’s nowhere left for us to hide.
Mark me up.
[Verse 2]
Taste the sweat, taste the salt
It’s a violent cul-de-sac.
You pull the hair, I grab the throat
Love how we float, love how we choke.
Not gentle, never gentle, we fight
We f*ck till the morning light.
Every bruise is a memory
Of how you destroy and satisfy me.
[Chorus]
Mark me up, baby, claim your land
Squeeze the life out of my hand.
Dirty love, but it’s so true
I only want to be inside of you.
Leave the scars, wear the pride
There’s nowhere left for us to hide.
Mark me up.
[Outro]
(Slow fade, heavy breathing)
Mine.
You're mine.
Every inch.