Performance: Spencer Quill
The video package began with Spencer wiping her brow and sighing in relief. "Woo, that was close. You go into this, thinking that you're just going to have fun, but when you get that close to elimination, it really starts to make you think." She sat, in her chair, rapping her fingers on a bouncing knee. "Here we are in week six, and we're down to just five extremely talented singers. We've definitely gone beyond the point of there being an argument that the one that gets eliminated doesn't deserve to be on that stage. We're all here because we belong on that stage. All five of us are in it to win it now."
Spencer walked out onto the stage with the same set of string instruments that she had performed with two weeks prior, along with a pianist and drummer waiting for her as well. Instead of dressing the part, she wore pleather halter-top with a heart cut out of the middle, showing off a bit of cleavage, leather pants, stiletto boots, and gloves that went past her elbows, all black. She walked up to the microphone, completely stoic, only to abruptly take the mic out of the stand just before she began to sing.
"You let me violate you, you let me desecrate you You let me penetrate you, you let me complicate you," she began slowly walking toward the front of the stage.
"Help me I broke apart my insides, help me I've got no soul to sell Help me the only thing that works for me, help me get away from myself," she suddenly stopped in place, standing with her feet just enough to be square to her shoulders as she sang the chorus.
"I wanna fuck you like an animal I wanna feel you from the inside I wanna fuck you like an animal My whole existence is flawed You get me closer to God," even through all of the vulgar language, Spencer kept a completely stoic and calm look on her face while her body moved in the most sultry way possible. Little subtle hip swings on the words she wanted to accentuate. She walked down the left side of the stage during the musical break.
"You can have my isolation, you can have the hate that it brings You can have my absence of faith, you can have my everything," she stopped at the edge of the stage, spinning around and sliding down to her knees, running her fingers through her hair.
"Help me tear down my reason, help me it's your sex I can smell Help me you make me perfect, help me become somebody else," her body heaved a bit, her chest thrusting into the air a bit with each major beat.
"I wanna fuck you like an animal I wanna feel you from the inside I wanna fuck you like an animal My whole existence is flawed You get me closer to God," she got down a bit more, her free hand bracing her on the floor of the stage for a moment before pushing herself back up and making her way back across the stage.
"Through every forest, above the trees Within my stomach, scraped off my knees I drink the honey inside your hive You are the reason I stay alive," she stopped at center stage again, a bit of a grin on her face as she ad-libbed in one more chorus.
"I wanna fuck you like an animal I wanna feel you from the inside I wanna fuck you like an animal My whole existence is flawed You get me closer to God" rather than holding out the note, Spencer abruptly stopped singing while the band kept playing for a few more bars. She just winked, wiggling her hips a little to the beat while they played out.