Limits
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Limits
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She's got my heart strapped down
To the beat just like an 808.
Did you know I'm thinking of you every day?
Is it wrong?
Is it wrong?
Is it wrong?
Is it too loud now?
Is it shaking up your bones,
Yeah, from head down to your toes?
Roll along.
Roll along.
Roll along.
She's gonna move like the smoke in your lungs.,
And I've been dreaming I can feel her on the tip of my tongue,
And tell me how you're feeling,
We could touch the ceiling.
Jump-start my heart.
Oh, girl,
I wanna know your love.
I wanna feel your warmth on my skin (so recklessly).
I'll show up and be your summer love,
'Cause you're the breakout feeling of my week (so endlessly).
Say there's still time. Ooo
Did you feel the bass stop?
Drop your heart,
Pick it up, yeah.
I wanna see your night eyes,
And if it feels right,
Then maybe we can be alone.
Take everything around you,
Let me surround you,
Is it wrong?
Is it wrong?
Is it wrong?
Is it too late now,
For me to compliment your style?
You've got that subtle grace for miles.
Roll along.
Roll along.
Roll along.
She's gonna move like the smoke in your lungs.,
And I've been dreaming I can feel her on the tip of my tongue,
And tell me how you're feeling,
We could touch the ceiling.
Jump-start my heart.
Oh, girl,
I wanna know your love.
I wanna feel your warmth on my skin (so recklessly).
I'll show up and be your summer love,
'Cause you're the breakout feeling of my week (so endlessly).
Say there's still time. Ooo
Feel your heart drop,
Pick it up, yeah.
And I can tell we're gonna be alone.
So when the heat lacks,
Bring it back,
Could you be my own?
'Cause the weather's getting kinda cold.
She's gonna move like the smoke in your lungs.,
And I've been dreaming I can feel her on the tip of my tongue,
And tell me how you're feeling,
We could touch the ceiling.
Oh, oh.
Oh, girl,
I wanna know your love.
I wanna feel your warmth on my skin (so recklessly).
I'll show up and be your summer love,
'Cause you're the breakout feeling of my week (so endlessly).
Night sky,
Light up your diamond eyes,
And baby, you won't feel alone
I'll show up, and be your summer love,
And feel the heat seep through my bones.
(So endlessly)
Say there's still time.
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