

(shhh) The afterparty
is just someone's kitchen
Sitting on the counter,
talking low
We don't need a club or
dynamic light show (hummmm)
And when the room
gets too small
We make our escape down the hall (shhh,
watch out)
Oh,
we are running out of time
Dancing on the border line
Lose ourselves in the designs (yeah!)
We left our shoes
by the back door frame
Whispering secrets
without a name
Under the light
of a single bulb Oh,
we are running out of time
Dancing on the border line
Lose ourselves in the designs (ahhhh)
Just someone's kitchen... (shhh)