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Fiend

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[Intro] [The sound of a heavy door locking and frantic pacing] [A deep, distorted bassline vibrates, sounding like pure adrenaline] [Vocal ad-libs: "I don't care what you're doing. I don't care who you're with. Get your ass here. Right now. I'm losing my mind."] [Verse 1] [Low, raspy, desperate delivery—heavy breathing in the background] I’m pacing the floor, I’m checking my pulse The way that you got me is nothing but gross I’m fiending, I’m starving, I’m losing the plot I need every inch, yeah, I need every spot Forget all the drama, forget all the lies I just need the way that you look in my eyes When you’re bending it over, when you’re taking control You’re the only damn drug that’s consuming my soul. [Pre-Chorus] [Beat builds with a fast, ticking, frantic hi-hat rhythm] I’m thirsty, I’m hollow, I’m shaking, I’m weak I’m searching for access, I’m begging to speak You know how I want it, you know how I crave You’re the master, the mistress, I’m just a slave. [Chorus] [Distorted, heavy 808s—dark, throbbing, and hypnotic] Come here, let me get a taste I’m losing my mind, don’t let it go to waste Come here, yeah, give it to me raw I’m breaking the rules, I’m breaking the law I’m fiending for you, it’s a sickness, it’s real I’m addicted to how you make everything feel Come here, don’t you dare hold back I need the fix, yeah, I need the attack. (Come here, come here...) [Verse 2] [Bassline gets deeper and nastier, vocal delivery is aggressive and thirsty] I’m scrolling through pictures, I’m losing the grip Thinking 'bout the way that I taste on your lip I don’t want a conversation, I don’t want the talk I want you on the bed, I want you in the walk I’m a fiend for the magic, I’m a fiend for the heat I’m dragging my ego right down to your feet Yeah, call me a dog, put the leash on my neck Just tell me you’re coming, I’m writing the check. [Pre-Chorus] [Layered, whispers and vocal echoes] I’m thirsty, I’m hollow, I’m shaking, I’m weak I’m searching for access, I’m begging to speak You know how I want it, you know how I crave You’re the master, the mistress, I’m just a slave. [Chorus] [Full intensity, maximalist trap soul production] Come here, let me get a taste I’m losing my mind, don’t let it go to waste Come here, yeah, give it to me raw I’m breaking the rules, I’m breaking the law I’m fiending for you, it’s a sickness, it’s real I’m addicted to how you make everything feel Come here, don’t you dare hold back I need the fix, yeah, I need the attack. [Bridge] [Beat drops out—just a low, pulsating bass hum] [Spoken-word, intense and completely unfiltered] I don't give a fuck about nothing else. I’m right outside your door. Open it. [Heavy, distorted kick drum starts slamming in at double time] NOW. [High-register, desperate vocal belt] GIVE IT TO ME! [Instrumental Break] [Gritty, distorted industrial synth hits and aggressive, stuttering hi-hats] [Chorus] [Climax, full vocal power, desperate and obsessed] Come here, let me get a taste I’m losing my mind, don’t let it go to waste Come here, yeah, give it to me raw I’m breaking the rules, I’m breaking the law I’m fiending for you, it’s a sickness, it’s real I’m addicted to how you make everything feel Come here, don’t you dare hold back I need the fix, yeah, I need the attack! [Outro] [Beat fades out to that original heart-monitor pulse] [Soft, fading, panting breath] Yeah. Just like that. Don't move. I'm not going anywhere. [Final heavy bass thud, then total silence]