​"Forget everything you’ve seen on stage. This isn't the rockstar persona you're used to... this is what happens when the cameras stop rolling and the adrenaline turns into pure, heavy frustration.

I agreed to do this exclusive photobook for the deluxe vinyl, but I didn't realize how suffocating this gear would actually feel. The leather is tight, the air in here is burning hot, and honestly... I’m completely worn out. I usually love being in control, but right now? I can barely think straight.

​I’m just lying here, completely exposed, letting the heat take over.

​Shade: (Letting her head fall back against the wall, her messy dark hair sticking to her damp forehead as her chest heaves heavily, her hands loosely gripping the silver chains at her waist) "...Haaah... it's too much. The album is done, the show is over, but I'm still trapped in this kinky mess... I don't even have the energy to fight back if you came back here right now. Look at me... I'm completely at your mercy tonight. Go ahead and take whatever version of me you want..."