[Intro | synth drone, low and humming. a single, distorted guitar scratch, then a drum kick cutting through static.] [Verse 1] You walked in and the whole room flickered Like the power grid just fucking gave up I was fine a second ago Now I can’t remember how to stand still You didn’t even look at me at first Just leaned against the wall like you owned the current And something in my chest Started humming like a live wire [Pre-Chorus] I’ve been grounded my whole life And you’re about to fucking change that [Chorus with Backing vocals – Mira and Ess layered, harmonies swelling] You make me electric Like a storm that forgot to ask permission Like a spark in a room full of gas Like the kind of shock that leaves you standing there Electric — hands shaking, teeth buzzing Electric — the kind of heat that doesn’t burn It just makes you want more Fuck, I want more (“Electric… want more…”) [Verse 2] You’ve got static in your hair And I wanna run my hands through it See if I survive See if I care I used to be careful with everything Tiptoe around the things I wanted But you’re standing there with that look Like you already know I’m gonna short-circuit [Pre-Chorus] They told me not to touch the wire But you’re the only thing that’s made me feel alive [Chorus with Backing vocals – Mira and Ess layered, harmonies swelling] You make me electric Like a storm that forgot to ask permission Like a spark in a room full of gas Like the kind of shock that leaves you standing there Electric — hands shaking, teeth buzzing Electric — the kind of heat that doesn’t burn It just makes you want more Fuck, I want more (“Electric… want more…”) [Bridge | drums drop, synth holds, guitar feedback breathing] I’ve been afraid of what happens when I let go What happens when the current runs through me And I can’t control it anymore But you’re looking at me like you wanna get shocked Like you wanna see what happens When I stop pretending I’m not Fucking burning [Final Chorus with Backing vocals – Mira and Ess layered, harmonies swelling, thicken, full lift] You make me electric Like a storm that forgot to ask permission Like a spark in a room full of gas Like the kind of shock that leaves you standing there Electric — hands shaking, teeth buzzing Electric — the kind of heat that doesn’t burn It just makes you want more Fuck, I want more I want you And I’m not fucking grounding myself ever again (“Electric… want you… never again…”) [Outro | synth fades, drum kick slows to heartbeat, close-mic whisper] Touch me. I dare you. [static crackle, then fade to silence.]
