Skin on Skin 2 4

Verse

Hands find the rhythm on your ribcage

Fingers tracing the spaces between our names

Pre-Chorus

Is this what it means to be free?

Let me see how much of me you can read

Chorus

Skin on skin, heat in my chest

This is not a story I'll ever forget

Every inch of you that touches mine

Verse 2

You count the bars where the bassline bends

I count every breath that we don't spend

Pre-Chorus

Is this what it means to be free?

Let me see how much of me you can read

Chorus

Skin on skin, heat in my chest

This is not a story I'll ever forget

Every inch of you that touches mine

Bridge

No names.

Just the space where our shadows blend.

Nothing left but the sound and what it means.