Ethel Cain 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 could 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