Vacillator

You’re so smooth
If you want, you can bite me
And I won’t move
You won’t lose me to thunder or lightning
But you could to crowded rooms

I like that sound you make
When you’re clawing at the edge, and without escape
Do you like that, baby?
I can make you cum twenty times a day
Close the door, let me in

If you love me, keep it to yourself
If you love me, keep it to yourself
If you love me, keep it to yourself
If you love me, keep it to yourself
If you love me, then keep it to yourself
If you love me, then keep it to yourself
Keep it to yourself
If you love me, then keep it to yourself