One More Move

funk, Glossy soft-synth pop over elastic funk bass and tight rimshot groove, midtempo, Verses stay intimate with sparse chords and a dry, close vocal; chorus widens with bright pads, octave bass, and stacked harmonies on the hook, Subtle rhythm guitar scratches and filtered percussion keep it bouncing; short bridge strips to bass, claps, and vocal before a final, bigger chorus, Male or female vocals, soft

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[Verse 1] Coffee’s getting cold You’re tracing hearts in all the foam Laughing at a joke That I forgot I told Your hand almost finds mine Then you go and check your phone I’m talking ’bout the weather But my thoughts are standing at your door [Chorus] What if I say it Say it Say it What if this ruins everything Or makes it all make sense I’m stuck between the fear and the feeling Do I keep you as a friend Or bet it all on us I’m dancing on a line I drew Trying to choose what to do With the one I love [Verse 2] You’re wearing my old sweatshirt Like it always lived on you I’m cheering from the bleachers You’re pretending not to look Your parents know my birthday My toothbrush hiding in your drawer Everybody’s got opinions I’m the only one who’s still unsure [Chorus] [Bridge] What if you’ve been waiting Waiting on the same confession [low vocal register] Afraid to say my name like this In case it changes your reflection [full voice] I could keep rehearsing endings Or risk a different start Your head on my shoulder My heart in your hands Where it already is [Chorus]

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