Sex Raptor
HORSE the band Lyrics


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Your legs are sweet and look like ivory,
I can smell them and taste them at the same time.
My mouth waters with anticipation,
we're together and I'm alive.
Feel my teeth, they're long and hard,
the tips sharp enough to pierce your hide.
Now it's time to taste your flesh,
you gasp and whimper a silent cry,
goodbye.

I prowl the room,
I prowl the room for something sweeter to consume.
I prowl the room,
I prowl the room for something sweeter to consume.

It's not enough,
it's not enough,
it's not enough,
no, it's not enough.

My sweat it starts to cover you,
and your body starts to shake.
No matter how much that you give,
I just want more to take.

It's natural,
it's natural.

I prowl the room,
I prowl the room for something sweeter to consume.
I prowl the room,
I prowl the room for something sweeter, something sweeter, something sweeter.

It's not enough,
it's not enough,
it's not enough,
no, it's not enough.

My mouth has had its fill of you,
I can taste you on my breath.
I give you one last kiss,
and it's the kiss of death

It's not enough,
it's not enough,




it's not enough,
no, it's not enough.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to HORSE the band's song "Sex Raptor" are highly suggestive and potentially controversial, as they seem to describe the experience of a predator. The lyrics begin with an ode to the physical appearance and scent of a woman's legs, which the singer claims to be able to taste and smell simultaneously. The language becomes more violent and predatory as the song progresses, with the singer describing their teeth as "long and hard" and capable of piercing the woman's skin. Despite her gasps and silent cries, the singer claims to continue consuming her flesh until she is dead, at which point they "prowl the room" in search of their next victim.


While the imagery in "Sex Raptor" is unquestionably disturbing, it is possible to interpret the song as a commentary on toxic masculinity and the ways in which societal expectations can lead men to view women as objects to be dominated and consumed. The repeated refrain of "it's not enough" suggests that the singer's behavior is driven by an insatiable desire for power and control, rather than any genuine physical need.


Line by Line Meaning

Your legs are sweet and look like ivory,
I find your legs attractive and they remind me of ivory.


I can smell them and taste them at the same time.
I am so enamored with your legs that I can almost taste and smell them.


My mouth waters with anticipation,
I am excited by the prospect of being with you.


we're together and I'm alive.
Being with you makes me feel more alive.


Feel my teeth, they're long and hard,
I want to use my teeth on you, and they are strong and sharp.


the tips sharp enough to pierce your hide.
My teeth are so sharp that they could puncture your skin.


Now it's time to taste your flesh,
I want to consume you, either literally or metaphorically.


you gasp and whimper a silent cry,
You are both frightened and aroused by what I am doing.


goodbye.
This encounter is over and I am leaving.


I prowl the room,
I am searching for something or someone to consume.


I prowl the room for something sweeter to consume.
I am looking for a more tantalizing target.


It's not enough,
My desire for consumption is insatiable.


no, it's not enough.
There is always a stronger desire, a more intense craving.


My sweat it starts to cover you,
We have been physically intimate and I have left my mark on you.


and your body starts to shake.
You are both exhilarated and frightened by the experience.


No matter how much that you give,
You can never fully satisfy me.


I just want more to take.
My hunger for consumption is insatiable.


It's natural,
This desire to consume is a natural part of who I am.


I prowl the room for something sweeter, something sweeter, something sweeter.
I am constantly searching for something more enticing.


My mouth has had its fill of you,
I am done consuming you and moving on to the next target.


I can taste you on my breath.
I can still feel the effects of our encounter.


I give you one last kiss,
I am saying goodbye to you.


and it's the kiss of death
This marks the end of our relationship or encounter.




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