[INTRO — intimate, seductive] Come closer. Not yet. Just listen. There's something wicked in the way the silence moves. Feel that? That little flicker underneath your skin. Don't chase it. Let it find you. Breathe in. Slow. There. Again. [VERSE I — seductive / dreamlike] A little heat A little danger A little taste of temptation Something sweet Something wicked Something I should probably resist But there it is— That electric little shiver running underneath my skin A flush rising A pulse quickening And suddenly I remember— I forgot I could feel this way. [PRE-CHORUS — building] Breath getting shorter Heart getting loud Something pulling Something underneath I could fight it I could— No. Let it in. [CHORUS] I forgot I could feel this way I forgot I could feel this way Heat in my hands Venom in my veins I forgot I could feel this way Again Again Oh— I forgot I could feel I could feel I could feel this way [VERSE II — hypnotic] Temptation on my tongue Fever in my blood A wicked little whisper telling me to want More. The room feels warmer The air tastes different Every nerve awake Every inch listening Fingertips electric Heartbeat frantic Bliss hiding somewhere just beneath the panic And I— I don't want to know where this goes. [PRE-CHORUS II] Closer Closer Don't think Don't speak Just breathe Just feel Let the wanting take the wheel. [CHORUS] I forgot I could feel this way I forgot I could feel this way Heat in my hands Venom in my veins I forgot I could feel this way Again Again Oh— I forgot I could feel I could feel I could feel this way [BREAKDOWN — stripped / hypnotic] Wicked. Temptation. Heat. Bliss. Wicked. Temptation. Heat. Bliss. Breathe in. Hold. Don't move. Feel. [beat] Again. [BUILD — increasingly primal] Something's crawling underneath my skin Something hungry wants to get in No reason No warning No permission Just wanting. Wanting. Wanting. Don't tame it. Don't name it. Don't turn away. Let it burn. Let it burn. Let it— [DROP] BURN. [CLIMAX — fragmented] Heat— Venom— Fever— Bliss— Hands— Heart— Skin— More— MORE— [everything cuts] [OUTRO — breathless / intimate] Come closer. Just a little. Feel that? That's you. That's always been you. [whisper] I forgot— I could feel— I could feel— I could feel this way.
