Fetish (Remastered)
Seductive female vocal riding a 124 BPM house groove with the emotional peak held at half volume, Infectious four-on-the-floor kick, tight offbeat closed hats, chunky sidechained bass, and grunge edge from fuzzed-out guitar riffs, sludgy distortion, and cracked snare layers, Airy vocal doubles, filtered synth stabs, and raw tape saturation keep it tense yet danceable
fetish Always wettish Whips and lace A safe space put in one’s place Ideas flaunted Not daunted Aching want Images haunt ( taunt ) Tight, tight hold No sight, blindfold Scarfs that bind Swimming mind Whispered about Made to pout ….Teased …. Still not pleased Sickness …. the cure …. His thickness ( sickness…. The cure …. His thickness) Sickness…. The cure …. His thickness bloke who chokes Pulled hair Tough but fare Building Pressure A rare Treasure Whatever be his pleasure Lights dim His every whim On her knees Tied to trees Carnal sin Ohhhhh …. But she needs him She’ll never know If he won’t show how it could be …. Between he and me ( me, me, me ) ( he and me ) (Breathe in his scent) (Hold Close, Once spent)
