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uvy· 3:28 · 67 plays · v3-preview
- nocturnal
- afropop
- synthwave
- dark pop
- dance pop
- atmospheric
- male vocalist
- 2020s
- alternative r&b
Lyrics
Intro
Oh oh
Yeah
Wait
Chorus
Stay until the ceiling starts to glow
Lose our track of time within this flow
Let me press my lips against your skin
This is where the Saturday begins
Keep it steady while the shadows lean
Moving like a phantom in a dream
Taste the sugar till the sky turns red
Every word is better left unsaid
Verse 1
Silver watches stopped at half past three
There is no one else for us to see
Lock the deadbolt
Drop your guard now
Let the rhythm settle in the yard now
Midnight purple pouring down the hall
Paint our shadows on the bedroom wall
Pre-Chorus
Pulled into the pull of you
Finding something purely new
I could hold this pose forever
In this perfect hazy weather
Chorus
Stay until the ceiling starts to glow
Lose our track of time within this flow
Let me press my lips against your skin
This is where the Saturday begins
Keep it steady while the shadows lean
Moving like a phantom in a dream
Taste the sugar till the sky turns red
Every word is better left unsaid
Verse 2
Tracing lines along your shoulder blade
Love the quiet messy world we made
Glass is empty
Heart is beating
Keep the cold from ever once competing
Morning light is just a threat to me
Stretching out across the rising sea
Pre-Chorus
Pulled into the pull of you
Finding something purely new
I could hold this pose forever
In this perfect hazy weather
Chorus
Stay until the ceiling starts to glow
Lose our track of time within this flow
Let me press my lips against your skin
This is where the Saturday begins
Keep it steady while the shadows lean
Moving like a phantom in a dream
Taste the sugar till the sky turns red
Every word is better left unsaid
Drop
Hold me
Hold me
Close now
Close now
Chorus
Stay until the ceiling starts to glow
Lose our track of time within this flow
Let me press my lips against your skin
This is where the Saturday begins
Keep it steady while the shadows lean
Moving like a phantom in a dream
Taste the sugar till the sky turns red
Every word is better left unsaid
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