Lyrics: Ray Saetta
Music: Ray Saetta
Got my nerves on a wire, blood is turnin' hot
And they call you trouble, but I can't seem to stop
Oh, you pull me closer, never say a lot
Just a fever dream is all I've got
Lashes like a feather, cast a little shade
In your eyes a danger, I ain't even afraid
Then that crooked little smile starts to play across your face
And a single little finger pulls me right into your space
Body's movin' forward, mind is left behind yeah
Another kind of crazy I was meant to find
Got my nerves on a wire, blood is turnin' hot
And they call you trouble, but I can't seem to stop(Can't stop)
Oh, you pull me closer, never say a lot
Just a fever dream is all I've got
Now my hand is on your waist, movin' with the bass
Every single part of me is gettin' lost without a trace
You ain't gotta say a thing, it's in the way you move
The kinda perfect poison that I can't disapprove
I'm just drownin' in your smile lost inside your sway
And I wouldn't even leave you if I knew the way, for real
Got my nerves on a wire, blood is turnin' hot
And they call you trouble, but I can't seem to stop
Oh, you pull me closer, never say a lot
Just a fever dream is all I've got