Fold me up into the sheets

torn me down to release me

feather kisses on your neck

Whiskey sore in your breath

don't want you any less

ribbon bitten by your teeth

turn me round I need to

turn me round I need to speak

slow it down and feel me

slow it down and feel me please

Oh my, Lo-Fi

sweet imperfections, draw our attention

Oh my, tongue-tied

flaws that we treasure, drown under pressure

Kicks in my chest

Kicks in my chest

stampeding my feelings, so I have no feeling left

stealing my breath

stealing my breath

Oh my, Lo-Fi

Painted nails will break your skin

we're sinking this love we're in

velvet brushes on your lips

so addicted to the fix knowing you cannot resist

the power of our kiss

turn me round I need to

turn me round I need to

turn me round I need to speak

slow it down and feel me

slow it down and feel me

Oh my, Lo-Fi

sweet imperfections, draw our attention

Oh my, tongue-tied

flaws that we treasure, drown under pressure

Kicks in my chest

Kicks in my chest

stampeding my feelings, so I have no feeling left

stealing my breath

stealing my breath

Oh my, Lo-Fi