[Whispered intro]
We don’t call it safe — we call it chemistry…
Too much fire for forever… type shit.
Low lights — tension in the air thick
Every glance feel like a dare — type shit
Your touch spark where my guard split
Playing with a flame we can’t predict
You don’t ask where this goes next
We just move like a reckless bet
Half thrill — half warning sign
But your fire matches mine
No map - no promises
Just my shadow - next to him
We don’t know if this survives
But the heat feel too alive
(type… shit…)
That fire chemistry — yeah, that type shit
One wrong move - we still don’t quit
Eyes locked - daring the risk
Living for a moment - we might regret
You say run — but you pull me in
Fear of the dark - where do we begin
If it burns - let it burn a bit
We don’t play it safe… that type shit.
No labels — just follow the signs
Crossing lines we won’t define
Every look a silent hit - something different
Yeah… that type shit.
We don’t call it toxic - just fire burnin'
Out of this world type shit
Take it off - rocket ship
I know better but I stay
Addicted to the games you play
Don’t promise me heaven, I like the sin
You pull me close, I let you win
We blur the lines we shouldn’t cross
Call it passion, at all cost
Fire burns bright so the world knows
Red lights glowing - on the back windows
Smell on our skin - We takin a dangerous dose
My hearts pounding - pull me close
Wetter harder - thats how this goes
Heartbeat heavy when you pull me near
Every “don’t fall for him” disappears
You read my silence like a sin
Grab my soul and pull me in
Type Shit
No forever — just tonight
Wrong feels way too right
Youre my muse and im your flight
Dnt have to try - just let it fly
Type shit
ButtahPeacan
