Skin on Skin (Country Rap Mix) [Country Rap, Hick-Hop, Trap Country, Acoustic Guitar Riff, Heavy 808 Bass, Aggressive Female Vocals, Storytelling, Anthemic Chorus] [Intro] (Gritty acoustic guitar slide) (Trap hi-hats roll in) (Spoken) He said "Use your brain." Honey, I’m ‘bout to lose my mind. Let’s ride. [Verse 1 - Rapped] Phone lights up, mid-day, middle of the sticks I’m ditching all my duties for a distinctive fix. You hit me with the text: "Hurry up, I’m cold" That same old story, man it never gets old. Seven minute drive, boots heavy on the gas I’m chasing down a feeling that ain't gonna last. You said I didn’t "use my brain," making up excuses But I’m addicted to the way that your touch seduces. "Need skin on skin," yeah that was the demand Parked the Chevy in the drive, played right into your hand. [Chorus - Sung/Anthemic Rock] Yeah, you want that skin on skin, you want the body heat But you won’t kiss my lips, won’t make the sin complete! We got the toys, got the noise, got the bed shaking loud But there ain't no feelings allowed in this crowd. It’s a physical fix, it’s a dangerous blend To wake up in the morning and call me "my friend." Yeah, skin on skin... but you won't let me in. [Verse 2 - Rapped] We in the room, blinds drawn, setting the scene You the director, I’m the hillbilly queen. But you dropped a truth bomb right there in the bed Something that messed with my heart and my head. You said: "You like the idea, the sweet gentle guy" "But you don't like the real me," look me in the eye. You admitted it straight, said "Trust me" on that While I’m laying there wondering where my heart is at. You gave me the climax but you kept the control "Appreciate you my friend," yeah that takes a toll. [Chorus - Sung/Anthemic Rock] Yeah, you want that skin on skin, you want the body heat But you won’t kiss my lips, won’t make the sin complete! We got the toys, got the noise, got the bed shaking loud But there ain't no feelings allowed in this crowd. It’s a physical fix, it’s a dangerous blend To wake up in the morning and call me "my friend." Yeah, skin on skin... but you won't let me in. [Verse 3 - Fast Flow] You type "red heart" but you move so cold Trading my dignity for something to hold. You say I’m "unlocked," say I’m a "mess" But you surely don't mind when I’m in that dress. I’m a convenient body, I’m a textual habit You dangle the carrot and I act like the rabbit. Hop along baby, cause I’m finding my feet Done being served as a side-dish treat! [Bridge - Stripped Back] (Just acoustic guitar) "I mean that," you typed, with a little red heart. Tearing my expectations all apart. I gave you a lover, you gave me a label. Putting my dignity under the table. No kissing on the mouth... just a physical game. And I’m the one left carrying the shame. [Outro] (Drums kick back in) Skin on skin. "I appreciate you." "My friend." (Laughs) Yeah. Just skin. (Engine revs) I’m gone.