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All I Wanna Do Is (Put It On Me)

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My dark twisted album of different rooms from my bedrooms

want me like that

✝️ He said it was love. But it felt like exile.

From pews to pain, from gaslight to gospel – this is my confession.

🎧 “Gaslight Gospel” out now.

#GaslightGospel #QueerRNB #DarkSoul #ReligiousTrauma #Exvangelical #SurvivorAnthem #LGBTQMusic #CinematicSoul #BrokenFaith #HealingThroughSound #UrbanGothic #SpokenTruth #ChurchOfFire #ThisAin’tHoly

Gaslight Gospel

[Intro]
(Whispered pages in the dark,)
(Your silhouette ignites a spark,)
(Echoes of a time uncharted,)
(Where every heartbeat left me startled.)

[Verse 1]
First lesson: how your fingertips traced
Soft constellations on my back in place,
Pencil drops and hiding in between,
The stolen glances no one’s seen.
Nostalgia drips like honeyed ink,
Your breath so close it made me sink,
In that desk we wrote our secret vow,
To learn the sweetness of the here and now.

[Chorus]
These are the lessons of our love,
A curriculum of crave and touch,
Ink-stained skin that taught me more
Than any book could offer us.
Pleasure written in each line,
Your every curve, a soft design,
I learned to read your body’s fire—
A syllabus of deep desire.

[Verse 2]
Second lesson: mapping every kiss,
Tracing hunger down your spine’s abyss,
Late-night lectures in candle’s glow,
Our pulses racing, ebb and flow.
Fingers drifting in forbidden text,
Your whispered moans my greatest test,
Calculus of pleasure, raw and true,
We solved equations made for two.

[Hook]
Flashbacks of heat beneath the sheets,
When time stood still between heartbeats,
Charting stars of skin and sighs,
We graduated where heaven lies.

[Chorus]
These are the lessons of our love,
A curriculum of crave and touch,
Ink-stained skin that taught me more
Than any book could offer us.
Pleasure written in each line,
Your every curve, a soft design,
I learned to read your body’s fire—
A syllabus of deep desire.

[Outro]
(Now I carry every whispered word,)
(The sweetest lessons I have heard,)
(In every touch, I feel you near—)
(My eternal class in lust and fear.)

[Chorus]
These are the lessons of our love,
A curriculum of crave and touch,
Ink-stained skin that taught me more
Than any book could offer us.
Pleasure written in each line,
Your every curve, a soft design,
I learned to read your body’s fire—
A syllabus of deep desire.

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