Summer Screws Moon
(yeah) August heat is heavy
on the glass
Slick and warm, we make the moment last
Slide into
the rhythm of the room
Locked away beneath the summer moon
Pressure rising high,
no turning back We find the heat inside the cracks (oh
yeah)
Slick like gel and tight like a screw
Sweating through the midnight under the moon
No escape from what we came to do
Let it burn, let it fuse (burn)
Friction melts into
a perfect slide
Nowhere else to run,
nowhere to hide
Heavy breathing matching up the beat
We find our salvation in the heat
Pressure rising high,
no turning back We find the heat inside the cracks (oh
yeah)
Slick like gel and tight like a screw
Sweating through the midnight under the moon No escape from what we
came to
do
Let it burn, let it fuse (burn)
Summer moon goes down
Under the summer moon
Slick and tight, we fade
away (ahhhh)