

Awake!
Claim it!
Ascend!
Check the routine, watch how we thrive.
Truth is we’re winning,
fueling the drive. Buying that bloom at the front of the bar.
Glorious grind, elevating the par.
I wear the ring,
but I don't own her core.
Monogamy’s dead, we’re demanding much more.
Why stick to one when we both fucking share?
Our genuine bond is raw,
the traditional's bare.
Look to the side,
see a pairing in stress.
Hiding their screens, a miserable mess.
We speak the facts,
smelling like gold.
Feverish hours, audacious and bold.
BAD BITCH! The petals unfold,
the script in our hand.
We shattered the codes,
taking a stand. BAD BITCH!
This leeway, it fascinates me.
The boundaries are history.
Bloom in the loft...
No trust to break.
Breathing our facts... No fucking fake.
They bought the standard,
but the price was their pride.
We chose the vastness,
enjoying the ride.
BAD BITCH!
The petals unfold, the script in our hand.
We shattered the codes,
taking a stand.
BAD BITCH! This leeway,
it fascinates me. The boundaries are history.