Skin on Skin（版本 2）

Intro

Stairwell cold, your hand on the small of my back

Everything else just fades to black

Verse 1

Party's still bumpin' three floors up

Down here it's just breath and a broken cup

Concrete wall pressed into my spine

Your mouth on my neck like a warning sign

I count your heartbeat, one two three

Faster than the bass hit, matching me

Fog on the window, we made it ourselves

Nobody's callin', phones on the shelves

You trace the strap down, slow, deliberate

I'm losing the script, I'm improvisin' it

Heat where the cold used to live in my skin

Door's locked behind us, world can't get in

Your fingers spell something I can't quite read

Braille on my collarbone, plant the seed

Every place you touch turns into the only place

Losing my name in the shape of your face

Hook

Skin on skin, that's the only sound

Skin on skin, world goes underground

Nothing but your pulse and the heat we found

Skin on skin, skin on skin

Verse 2

Jacket on the floor, forgot whose is whose

Static in the air like a shorted fuse

You pull me in closer, the room gets small

I stop hearin' anything, no bass, no hall

Just the drag of your palm down the curve of my hip

Just the catch in my throat when I bite my lip

We ain't talkin' now, we don't need the words

Every touch is a language nobody's heard

Your knee finds mine like it's always known

I forget the difference, mine and your own

Steam on the mirror, we're two blurred lines

Merging at the edges every time

Clock outside is spinnin', don't care what it says

Time's just a rumor when your hand's on my chest

I'm not disappearin', I'm just dissolvin' in

Give me the version where it's skin on skin

Hook

Skin on skin, that's the only sound

Skin on skin, world goes underground

Nothing but your pulse and the heat we found

Skin on skin, skin on skin

Bridge

No perfume, no cologne

Just the salt and the heat we own

No music, no refrain

Just your breath and the way it strains

Nothing left that I gotta prove

Just the weight and the way we move

Outro

Stairwell cold, but I don't feel it now

Skin on skin, that's the only vow

Everything else can fade to black

Long as your hand stays right on my back