

Come closer, leave the door unlatched Your hand writes heat
on the glass (ahhhh) {dry bass enters alone,
clipped machine beat, clean guitar harmonics}
You count the seconds on my wrist I keep my face unread
The room gets narrow when you grin I taste the words unsaid
You move in measures,
I move late A little out of line If this is trouble,
take it slow And keep your mouth by mine (mm)
Hold it there
Don't let the ceiling break
We can flare
Then pull the flame away (ooh) {tense chord swells,
drums tighten}
Keep it cold, keep it near
I feel your edge in the atmosphere
Cut the room, cut the light We bloom where the pressure bites
Keep it cold, keep it near (yeah)
{sharp hook, layered backing vocals,
bass riff pushed forward} {two-beat sudden drops,
bass fragments, dry handclaps,
guitar harmonics left exposed}
Now every corner finds a nerve The table starts to lean Your
laugh arrives a little curved And lands between the beats I never
ask for tenderness I ask for aim and nerve So press the
quiet into me And let the night turn firm (hahaha)
No rush now
Let the metal cool
One breath out Then I break my rule
(ooh) {half-time restraint, synth stabs answer
backing vocals}
Keep it cold, keep it near I feel your edge in the
atmosphere
Cut the room, cut the light We bloom where the pressure bites
Keep it cold, keep it near Don't let the quiet
disappear (yeah) {final bloom,
clipped stops, analog synth stabs,
clean guitar swells}