You taste like something sweet
A chaotic, genre-bending sound that blends laid-back trip-hop grooves with the raw edge of underground punk. Smooth, smoky basslines pulse under fractured guitar stabs and restless percussion. The beat feels loose and slightly unhinged, drifting between hypnotic downtempo rhythm and noisy bursts of distortion. Vocals slip between cool, half-whispered confidence and sudden gritty flare-ups, giving the track a swaggering unpredictability. The overall texture feels warm, dusty, and atmospheric — but constantly threatened by jagged, volatile energy that can erupt at any mome
You taste like something sweet
A chaotic, genre-bending sound that blends laid-back trip-hop grooves with the raw edge of underground punk. Smooth, smoky basslines pulse under fractured guitar stabs and restless percussion. The beat feels loose and slightly unhinged, drifting between hypnotic downtempo rhythm and noisy bursts of distortion. Vocals slip between cool, half-whispered confidence and sudden gritty flare-ups, giving the track a swaggering unpredictability. The overall texture feels warm, dusty, and atmospheric — but constantly threatened by jagged, volatile energy that can erupt at any mome
Lyrics
Verse 1
You taste like something sweet
Can't let go, won't retreat
My hands are covered now
Sugar on my tongue, sugar on my tongue
Melting, melting, come undone
Stick to me, stick to me, stick to me, stick to me
Stick to me, stick to me, stick to me, stick to me
Stick to me
Your laugh leaves a residue
Every word drips, pulls me through
I’m caught in the afterglow
Honeyed heat, moving slow
Fingers locked, we blur the line
Skin and craving intertwine
Dripping hours, losing time
Stick to me, stick to me, stick to me, stick to me
Drip down slow, I’m tangled tight
Caught between desire and the night
Every breath is candied air
Pull me close, don’t leave me there
Teeth and lips, a velvet trap
Snap me back when I collapse
Lose myself in how you cling
Stick to me, stick to me, stick to me
Pre-Chorus
Hands won’t wash this feeling off
Every touch is soft then rough
Say my name, let it smear
Sweet addiction pulling near
Chorus
You stick to me like summer skin
Like sugar soaked right through my grin
I try to run, I cave right in
You stick to me, you stick to me
Glossed up nights and midnight heat
Every kiss leaves stains on me
I’m wrecked, I’m weak, I’m in too deep
You stick to me, you stick to me