Minus Eighty-Six Degrees
Minus Eighty-Six Degrees
艺术家甲板 ·187s ·Moody club-pop, midte...
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Burn on my tongue
First sip, I’m spun
Bitter and bright
You cut through the night

Lipstick on the rim
Citrus on my skin (oh yeah)
Laugh when it stings
You’re all of my sins

Minus eighty-six degrees, you freeze me slow
Lemon on your teeth, you twist that glow
Dirty little halo on a midnight face
You taste like trouble that I still chase

Minus eighty-six degrees, my shaking hands
Hold you to my mouth, I miss my plans
Every time I swear I’ll let you go
You hit my veins, and I say “one more”

Eyes getting loud
Room tilts in and out
Salt on your wrist
I follow the drip

You lean in close
Say “this is our dose”
Heart in a spin
We both dive in

Minus eighty-six degrees, you freeze me slow
Lemon on your teeth, you twist that glow
Dirty little halo on a midnight face
You taste like trouble that I still chase

Minus eighty-six degrees, my shaking hands
Hold you to my mouth, I miss my plans
Every time I swear I’ll let you go
You hit my veins, and I say “one more”

You’re sour, you’re sweet
You knock out my knees
I’m lost, I’m found
In your chemistry

Minus eighty-six degrees, you freeze me slow
Lemon on your teeth, you twist that glow
Dirty little halo on a midnight face
You taste like trouble that I still chase

Minus eighty-six degrees, my shaking hands
Hold you to my mouth, I miss my plans
Every time I swear I’ll let you go
You hit my veins, and I say “one more”

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