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Icarus (Skin to Skin)

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β˜…πŸͺ½β˜…━━━ β˜…πŸ”₯β˜…β”β”β”β” β˜…πŸŽΆβ˜…β”β”β”β” β˜…πŸ”₯β˜…β”β”β” β˜…πŸͺ½β˜… 🎡 Wir haben eine deutsche Community fΓΌr Suno-Artists aufgebaut. Wir sind die Storytellerz – gemeinsam unstoppable! πŸ‘‰ Join uns auf Discord: https://discord.gg/storytellerz πŸ’₯ Lass uns zusammen Musik feiern & Grenzen sprengen! β˜…πŸͺ½β˜…━━━ β˜…πŸ”₯β˜…β”β”β”β” β˜…πŸŽΆβ˜…β”β”β”β” β˜…πŸ”₯β˜…β”β”β” β˜…πŸͺ½β˜… Lyrics loading: β–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–’β–’β–’β–’β–’ ICARUS (SKIN TO SKIN) Infrared glowing on the digital lens Static in the air where the orbit begins Heart rate spiking in the one-three-five Barely stay chill just to feel alive Trace the convection, the heat is a weapon, I’m stepping Into proximity, zero serenity, checking The infrared signature, flicker of flicker, I’m sicker For the conduction, the silent seduction, come quicker Skin contact friction, a thermal addiction, no fiction Voltage through nerves like a lethal prediction, restriction Of oxygen levels, the altitude sickness is rising Hypoxic and reckless, your gravity’s disguising The melting pointβ€”thresholdβ€”the solder is liquid My feathers are falling, the silence is wicked Boundaries blurring, the wax on the pavement Captured in currents, a thermal enslavement Body under skin to skin Drawn to the fire I can't begin You play like Icarus and light Too close to touch, too far to fight Staticβ€”nervesβ€”sparkβ€”flare Gasping for breath in the ionized air Synaptic discharge, a voltage surge, the urge Where the anatomy and agony converge Thermal expansion, the structural failure is imminent Friction burns deep where the feeling is prominent Wings turning liquid, the golden adhesive is leaking Framework is buckling, the carbon fiber is creaking Gravity pulls with a lethal attraction, a fraction Away from the center of mass, the reaction Is infrared whiteβ€”hotβ€”ashβ€”blind Leaving the skeletal structure behind Body under skin to skin Drawn to the fire I can't begin You play like Icarus and light Too close to touch, too far to fight There’s no altitude left in the lungs, just the smoke The promise of flight was a beautiful joke Surface is charring, the nerves are on fire Tangled in circuits and burning desire Body under skin to skin Drawn to the fire I can't begin You play like Icarus and light Too close to touch, too far to fight Body under skin to skin Drawn to the fire I can't begin You play like Icarus and light Too close to touch, too far to fight Falling under skin to skin Drawn to the fire I can't begin You play like Icarus and light Too close to touch, too far to fight