[Verse 1 – rap fast, sharp] I light a flame on my lips, drag the cancer down my throat, Ashes kissing my lungs, yeah, I’m married to the smoke. Nicotine mistress, with her nails in my veins, Every breath a promise, every cough a chain. I don’t breathe air, babe, I breathe her sins, She whispers, “Come closer,” and she burns my skin. I’m the priest of my habit, praying on my knees, Inhaling confessions with a wheeze, wheeze, wheeze. [Pre-Chorus – spoken, sexy, slow, almost whispered] You smell that? That’s me turning rot into perfume. You touch that? That’s death humming under my skin. [Chorus – shouted, grunge raw] Sweet poison, sweet lover, sweet curse of mine! Drag me under, fuck me sober, bleed me dry! I don’t wanna heal, I don’t wanna be fine, Sweet poison, sweet lover, sweet curse of mine! [Verse 2 – rap fast, harsher] I drink until the world bends, glass teeth on my lips, Drown myself holy in a whiskey eclipse. Golden rivers running, yeah, they carve my tongue, Every bottle’s a sermon, and I’m never done. Bitter’s just a flavor, baby, sweet’s my sin, I kiss the rim of the glass like it’s porcelain skin. Liquor queen on her throne, I kneel and obey, ‘Cause sobriety’s a coffin and I won’t decay. [Pre-Chorus – spoken, grin, sleazy tone] Hear the ice crack? That’s my heartbeat melting slow. Feel the burn? That’s my gospel going down below. [Chorus – shouted, grunge raw] Sweet poison, sweet lover, sweet curse of mine! Drag me under, fuck me sober, bleed me dry! I don’t wanna heal, I don’t wanna be fine, Sweet poison, sweet lover, sweet curse of mine! [Verse 3 – rap fast, furious] Sugar dripping down my teeth, candy on my tongue, I’m a junkyard saint, where the flies get drunk. Adrenaline needle, shoot me in the street, Racing red lights just to feel my heartbeat. I bite the night open, let the sweetness spill, Crash into the moment, overdose on thrill. Every scar, every cut, yeah, it tastes like gold, I’m the king of my ruin, never doing what I’m told. [Pre-Chorus – spoken low, taunting] You want a taste? You can’t handle this dessert. You want a ride? Baby, buckle up, it’s gonna hurt. [Bridge – sung, wide and intense, melodic but raw] [voice soaring, breaking but beautiful] I’m not your savior, I’m not your son, I’m the sinner who smiles with a loaded gun. Every kiss I take, every breath I steal, Makes me less of a man, makes the poison real. [Final Chorus – screamed, layered with backing female choir] Sweet poison, sweet lover, sweet curse of mine! Drag me under, fuck me sober, bleed me dry! I don’t wanna heal, I don’t wanna be fine, Sweet poison, sweet lover, sweet curse of mine! [Outro – spoken low, smirk] Yeah… I’ll rot pretty.
