You wonder what you did. But it's too far gone now./ People like you always mess up like this. Slapped the lips you should've kissed.
So I crack the whip, shove the bamboo and blade right into the undernail cut I just slit.
Hook: It's exciting, to see you like the pain, wanting more, on the floor, writhing.
You wonder, how have I become this mean? Honey, I've always been.
You must like the pain, over and over again. So do I baby, I'll keep going no warning.
Sugar, admit you love that salty sweet, or you'd quit talking back to me.
Mean, mean, I've always been this mean.
M-E-A-N DON'T CROSS ME AGAIN. R-U-N- WHILE YOU CAN.
Oh sugar, such a fool couldn't see past my smile, keep the delicious, striking you in splendor all night long.
You're so stupid, to think I'd be afraid.
Don't ya know? I ain't afraid to grab the bull by the balls.
Sugar, if you don't like it, stop coming back, stop beggin me with them sweet eyes, thighs, ropes and ties.
Sugar, you know you could, if you wanted to. But you keep coming back for more.
Sugar, aching, bruising, floating, roll with the punches, lust for my kicks.
Admit that you like it, or don't waste my time.
Hook: You shouldn't have pissed off this bitch, the one who ain't afraid to light it at both ends. Scratch that itch.
Σtella's Greek-folk inflected pop sounds both vintage and subtly modern, like a lost gem sent from the magical nexus where 1966 meets 1986. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 16, 2022