Round Two (Bless Me Again) (Whispered)

[Verse 1 – Sultry slide guitar, slow bass groove] Sun’s goin’ down, the woods call again, I smell the leather, sweat, and sin. You light a smoke, I lick my lips— That crooked smile? My apocalypse. [Chorus – Dripping with hunger] Round two, baby, bless me again, Let the pines bear witness to this dirty amen. You’re the prayer I moan into the trees, And I ain't askin’ Jesus… just beggin’ you, please. Round two… in the gospel of your skin. [Verse 2 – Raw & teasing] Still got bruises from the last go-round, But I want ‘em deeper, hard and sound. You grab my hips, I bite your neck, A hymn of howls—oh, what the heck! [Chorus – With more growl] Round two, baby, set me on fire, Let our sins climb higher and higher. Blessed be the ground we stain— And damn, boy, do it all again. Round two… I’m on my knees to pray. [Bridge – Swampy breakdown, spoken & sung] (Spoken) “You got Donna readin’ Psalms again…” (Sung) “But I’m out here… singin’ from your skin.” (Spoken) “She throwin’ crosses through the window—” (Sung) “But you? You’re heaven and hell in limbo…” [Verse 3 – Hypnotic, breathy and bold] Pine sap sticky, moonlight low, We’re back where the fever starts to grow. Aiken, love, don’t say a word— Just ride me slow ‘til the angels heard… [Final Chorus – Lush, echoing, wild] Round two, baby, bless me again, Let the stars scream out our sin. We made the Devil jealous last night— So tonight, we’ll make him beg for light. Round two… amen and halle-fuckin’-lujah. [Outro – Whispered fade, soft guitar moan] Mmm… Just one more round… And maybe one more after that…