Dripping Tension

[Intro]
Close in
Too close
Slow turn
Slow choke
(yeah)
[Verse 1]
Lip gloss
Black ice
You stare
I decide
Hands low
Back tight
You want
I might
Breath hot
Jawline
Your name
On my tongue
One word
Half-bite
You crack
I stay young
[Chorus]
Dripping tension
Down your spine
Every second
Crosses lines
Dripping tension
Say my name
You’re the match
I’m the flame
(drip, drip)
Dripping tension
Don’t let go
Leave your halo
On the floor
Dripping tension
Taste the crime
Count the beats
Lose the time
(oh, keep going)
[Verse 2]
Left hip
Right sin
Slow spin
Pull in
Teeth drag
Bare skin
Soft threat
Crooked grin
You beg
I laugh
No rush
Just ache
Each breath
Half-truth
Each touch
Full mistake
(you like that)
[Chorus]
Dripping tension
Down your spine
Every second
Crosses lines
Dripping tension
Say my name
You’re the match
I’m the flame
(drip, drip)
Dripping tension
Don’t let go
Leave your halo
On the floor
Dripping tension
Taste the crime
Count the beats
Lose the time
(ah, don’t stop)
[Bridge]
Too close to think
Too far to pray
Every little promise
Slips away
Tell me you’re mine
For one more sway
We can confess
Some other day
(whisper it)
[Chorus]
Dripping tension
Down your spine
Every second
Crosses lines
Dripping tension
Say my name
You’re the match
I’m the flame
(drip, drip)
Dripping tension
Don’t let go
Leave your halo
On the floor
Dripping tension
Taste the crime
Count the beats
Lose the time
(yeah, right there)

funk, Dark, humid techno-funk at 130 BPM: rolling sub-bass locked to a swung kick, shuffling hi-hats and clipped percussion. Sultry, breathy female vocals half-whispered in the verses, teasing rapid-fire lines with close-mic intimacy; chorus opens into a hypnotic, chant-like hook. Sparse, eerie synth stabs and moaning pads weave in and out; ad-libs ride the groove, with risers and filtered breaks to spike the tension and keep bodies moving., rapid, techno