Talking's just a flex
I stay quiet in the flesh
Left and right like an ambidex
Where are we going next?
To the house of latex
Cause all I think about is sex
Yeah all I think about is checks
Yeah all I think about is X
To the house of latex
To the house of
In the Red room with a stranger
And she wanna get whip
She wanna get rip
And there is no exit
In the blue room with a lover
All she want is a kiss
Maybe something after this
But love here doesn't exist no
The house of latex made for thee
Who's tryna feel accepted
Cause there's no judgment here no
Only instruments
Tell me, what do you fear?
That your memory will fade
That you won't be able to feel your face
Come on, have some faith
Tell me, why you afraid?
There's no better place no
nothing better, getting lost in this maze
and waking up in a few days yeah
Where are we going next?
Where are we going next?
Where are we going next?
Where are we going next?
To the house of latex
Cause all I think about is a mess
All I think about is like chest
All I think about I'm obsessed yeah
To the house of latex
To the house of thee
To the house of latex
To the house of thee
To the house of latex
Cause all I think about is sex
Yeah all I think about is checks
Yeah all I think about is X
To the house of latex
To the house of
To the house of latex
To the house of
To the house of latex
To the house of
To the house of latex
To the house of