DARKER WHITE

TOURIST

[Verse 1]
Black drips, venom licks
Between her hips, daggers dipped
In my chest twists
Pretty little thing, I have something for you
Something I dread, grabs her whips
Motherfucker wants a taste
You're still learning, something so dead
I'm too dangerous
[Pre-Chorus]
Venom licks between the tips
Of where the blood drips
Between her hips, I'm pressed
Got drunk, fucked up, I'm forever
I want pleasure, numb dizzy blind to your visuals
[Chorus]
Between her hips, daggers dipped
In my chest twists
Pretty little thing, I have something for you
Something I dread, grabs her whips
Motherfucker wants a taste
You're still learning, something so dead
I'm too dangerous
[Verse 2]
Venom licks, black drips
Between her hips, I'm pressed
Got drunk, fucked up, I'm forever
I want pleasure, numb dizzy blind
[Chorus]
Between her hips, daggers dipped
In my chest twists
Pretty little thing, I have something for you
Something I dread, grabs her whips
Motherfucker wants a taste
You're still learning, something so dead
I'm too dangerous
[Bridge]
Dead, finished up, I take myself off my leash
As I drag another motherfucker down to hell
Where I reign terror and lust, building art
I'm a new piece to a new game
[Outro]
I'll take you to my kingdom
Where nightmares love and horrors have lullabies
To fall asleep at night
(Venom licks... fades out with echoing "too dangerous")

Venom Licks 7

Theme: Embodied Beginning (Iman / Arambha / Ādi). The synthesis of faith-as-lived-action (Iman), the courageous act of commencement (Arambha), and the primal, foundational start (Ādi). This theme addresses the critical gap between intention and action. It posits that true moral or creative life begins not with a thought, but with the first tangible, irrevocable step that commits potential to the real world.

Central Metaphor: The First Step On The Sand. The moment at the ocean's edge where one leaves the solid ground of planning and safety to imprint a clear, temporary mark on the vulnerable, active threshold (sand) between thought (land) and vast potential/action (ocean).

Narrative: The track begins with a life of safe, known paths, haunted by the call of the tide (potential). The chorus is the decisive call to action. Verses contrast building castles in the air with the physicality of the step, emphasize its fleeting but crucial nature, and warn against waiting for perfect conditions. It expands to describe the step as a humble, authentic contract that transforms belief into being, and concludes by urging the listener to feel the new reality underfoot—the journey has truly begun.

TOURIST

FEVER 333

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