| I wanna lick your soul | |
| I wanna steal your throne | |
| Baby, if you start to roll | |
| You're trapped in my peephole | |
| Can't you see? | |
| I wanna be your thoughts | |
| Your constrictive knots | |
| I wanna call the shots | |
| Become your sore spots | |
| Can you take it? | |
| I wanna swallow you whole | |
| Feel you're in control | |
| I need my body to know | |
| You're always on patrol | |
| After me | |
| I love this high and low | |
| 'cause baby you're a pro | |
| I'll go wherever you go | |
| Just like a creepy echo | |
| Can't you hear? |