Stroke Zone
Stroke Zone by Manatomy is a tight, late-night electronic pop cut built for solo confidence and a clean, repeatable hook. The tone is bold and performance-led, while the page copy stays editorial and brand-safe for general search and social previews. If you landed here from search, the lyrics are kept together below for quick reading, reference, and singalong.
This Manatomy Mixtape Vol.2 track is designed to land fast. First, the chorus arrives early. Then, it returns with clear repetition, so listeners remember the lines and quote them easily. The runtime is 2:12 and the tempo is around 118 BPM, which keeps the pacing brisk and focused. Because the essentials sit on one page—official streaming sources, the YouTube embed, the ISRC, and the track notes—users can confirm they have the correct version and share it without friction.
Listen on:
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/7MUOir54qOC0swrfuTh4wt
Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/us/song/stroke-zone/1836579933
Amazon Music: https://music.amazon.com.au/albums/B0FP497LYY?marketplaceId=A15PK738MTQHSO&musicTerritory=AU&ref=dm_sh_lBNAcyuEOvwCenyySxSDCO4gK&trackAsin=B0FP3NSDK5
YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/embed/GZUok-2LzS0?si=aBFOn1p1JyMGM6di
Explore:
Manatomy: https://manatomy.com.au/
Store: https://manatomy.com.au/shop/
Note: Lyrics below include adult themes.
Lyrics
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh
Lights off, mind on, pants hit the floor
I aint textin nobody, Im settlin the score
Toy charge, lube popped, hand to skin
Givin myself when no one else can win
Mirror glance, yeah I look like sin
Sweat drippin down while I settle in
Stroke deep, smooth slide, slow control
Ridin every pulse like Im takin my soul
Im on a stroke throne, sittin real high
Fists wrapped tight and my mouth goin dry
No cause, no shame, just slickin raw
Feelin like a god with my jaw goin slack
Im movin like a beast, no script, no guide
Twitchin through the edge, just me and this ride
Drippin, flexin, toes grippin the sheet
Manatomy made the throne, now I take the seat
Oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh
Switch mode, vibrate flex with the hum
Pressure builds that heavy thrum
One hand workin and other grip tight
Strokin so hard I might miss the light
No apologies, just raw release
Moanin my name, beggin for peace
Solo king with a crown of slick
I know my rhythm, I dont need no trick
Im on a stroke throne, keepin it real
Touch so good, its all I feel
No filter, no rules, just sweat and tone
This is self-made, bliss down to the bone
Grip locked in, heart poundin wild
Feelin every jolt like a reckless child
Drippin, flexin, legs about to fold
This aint just heat, this is stroke time bro
Oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh, this aint just heat, this is stroke time
Oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh
Edge once, twice, almost let it go
Then I breathe deep, keep it slow
Im not done, Im makin art
Every strokes a fire straight from the heart
Wipe down lights low, breathin free
Another solo saga, just me bein me
Thank you, Manatomy, your games too tight
Ill be back for round two, maybe tonight
Oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh