Lyrics: Alanna Finn-Morris/Brianne Finn-Morris/Josh Ramsay
Music: Alanna Finn-Morris/Brianne Finn-Morris/Josh Ramsay
Red lips, red lights (They're blinding me)
Your navy eyes (They're drawing me)
Blueprints, babe; where you gonna take me?
Rose-colored mind (I'm stuck in it)
Thorns out aside (So caught in this)
Daydream, babe; where you gonna take me?
Baby, I'm dropping hints like cash
Just pick them up, come tap me on the shoulder
Feel the beat in your bones like you already know
If I let you in, I won't let you go
From the bed to your head to the song in your soul
Dirty dancing like we're moving out of control
Take me over, crimson clover lipstick on your collar
Time is slower, skies are closer
We're moving out of control
Feel the bass in the space; come on, baby, get low
If I let you in, I won't let you go
From the bed to your head to the song in your soul
Dirty dancing like we're moving out of control
Take me over, crimson clover lipstick on your collar
Time is slower, lips are closer
We're moving out of control
The decade is dim (Maybe where it)
Ends, we begin (Playing in a)
Flame arcade, don't you let it break me
Your vintage clothes (Not minding this)
Smell of cologne (So obvious)
Feel me, babe; don't you let it break me
Baby, you're so fine, I see
Your face in every dream
Come on, look closer
Feel the beat in your bones like you already know
If I let you in, I won't let you go
From the bed to your head to the song in your soul
Dirty dancing like we're moving out of control
Take me over, crimson clover lipstick on your collar
Time is slower, skies are closer
We're moving out of control
Feel the bass in the space; come on, baby, get low
If I let you in, I won't let you go
From the bed to your head to the song in your soul
Dirty dancing like we're moving out of control
Take me over, crimson clover lipstick on your collar
Time is slower, lips are closer
We're moving out of control
Don't let this moment fade
The floor's falling, babe
Just give me anything, anything, anything
Won't slip away in vain
The gold rushing to my brain
It's everything, everything
When you're holding me
Feel the beat in your bones like you already know
If I let you in, I won't let you go
From the bed to your head to the song in your soul
Dirty dancing like we're moving out of control
Take me over, crimson clover lipstick on your collar
Time is slower, skies are closer
We're moving out of control
Feel the bass in the space; come on, baby, get low
If I let you in, I won't let you go
From the bed to your head to the song in your soul
Dirty dancing like we're moving out of control
Take me over, crimson clover lipstick on your collar
Time is slower, lips are closer
We're moving out of control