[Intro - slow, dripping synth notes, deep 808 sub-bass kicks] [Whispered, seductive ad-libs in a dark R&B style like Doja Cat] Mmm... come a little closer. Leave your black card at the door. You won't be needing it. [Verse 1 - sultry, rhythmic singing on the beat] Penthouse suite overlooking the bay You've been throwing hundred dollar bills away Trying to impress a creature of the night You think I'm just a bat looking for a bite. Silk sheets, caviar, pouring the champagne You're so predictable, it's driving me insane. You rub your neck, offering the vein Thinking I'm a vampire ready to drain. [Pre-Chorus - swirling atmospheric pads, vocals become hypnotic] Darling, I don't want your crimson tide. I don't want the copper pumping deep inside. You're wealthy and you're toxic, plump and full of greed. Exactly the nutrition that my babies need. [Chorus - heavy trap beat drop, bass rattling, smooth R&B vocals] I love the way you taste. Not your blood, but your decay. I love the way you waste. Fading out and melting away. You thought you bought a lover, bought a piece of art But you’re just fertilizer for the garden in my heart. Yeah, I love the way you taste. [Verse 2 - faster rap-singing style, biting delivery] Stumbling to the atrium, losing your balance Tripping over marble in my luxury palace. I push the heavy doors to the greenhouse dome Welcome to the jungle, welcome to my home. Ultraviolet lights glowing neon pink You're too paralyzed to even blink. Vines dropping down from the canopy high Wiping the tear from your terrified eye. [Pre-Chorus - swirling atmospheric pads, vocals become hypnotic] Darling, I don't want your crimson tide. I don't want the copper pumping deep inside. You're wealthy and you're toxic, plump and full of greed. Exactly the nutrition that my babies need. [Chorus - heavy trap beat drop, bass rattling, smooth R&B vocals] I love the way you taste. Not your blood, but your decay. I love the way you waste. Fading out and melting away. You thought you bought a lover, bought a piece of art But you’re just fertilizer for the garden in my heart. Yeah, I love the way you taste. [Bridge - music strips back to just a snapping finger beat and 808] [Spoken word, extremely close mic, seductive but alien] Look at the orchids. Aren't they beautiful? They don't grow on Earth. I brought the seeds from a very cold star. They only bloom when fed the flesh of corrupted men. And you, my love... are a feast. [Outro - beat swells into a massive, lush crescendo of synths and choir] [Powerful vocal runs and ad-libs overlapping] Wrap him up! (Let the roots take hold) Drink him down! (Turn his skin to mold) The billionaires make the best compost! I’m the alien host! Love the way you taste. Bloom for me, my darlings. Bloom. [Fade out with sound of leaves rustling and a heavy door shutting] [End]
