[Verse 1] Gloss on my lip like a protection spell Keys round my neck Little wishing well Told him “boy I’m the trip and the ticket home” Dance in my boots like I own this floor Salt on my tongue Want a little more I make my future in a bathroom mirror glow [Pre-Chorus] I don’t chase I choose Bare feet Good news Every red flag I turn it to silk Sip my truth like milk (mmm) [Chorus] Heavenly but hard I’m sugar on a blade Soft little storm in a sequin wave Touch me right and I might turn your heart to gold I’m holy in the dark I’m gentle when I crave Hands in the air like we’re not afraid Love is my science Watch the chemicals explode (oh, oh) heavenly but hard (oh, oh) bow down to my heart [Verse 2] Phone on the bar I don’t check that name Moon on my wrist like a wedding chain Married to the girl that I finally became Yeah Eyes on my hips when I walk through smoke I bless every wolf that I never spoke Kiss my own hand like I’m signing my halo [Pre-Chorus] I don’t break I bend Third eye Best friend Every bad night I spin it to silk Sip my truth like milk (hey) [Chorus] Heavenly but hard I’m sugar on a blade Soft little storm in a sequin wave Touch me right and I might turn your heart to gold I’m holy in the dark I’m gentle when I crave Hands in the air like we’re not afraid Love is my science Watch the chemicals explode (oh, oh) heavenly but hard (oh, oh) bow down to my heart [Bridge] I turn red flags into red lipstick Every “too much” into my entrance I turn side-eyes into my spotlight Every wrong one into the right time (spin it, spin it, spin it) [Chorus] Heavenly but hard I’m sugar on a blade Soft little storm in a sequin wave Touch me right and I might turn your heart to gold I’m holy in the dark I’m gentle when I crave Hands in the air like we’re not afraid Love is my science Watch the chemicals explode (oh, oh) heavenly but hard (oh, oh) bow down to my heart

funk, Hypnotic techno groove at 125 BPM, four-on-the-floor kick and rubbery sub, detuned synth stabs and shimmery arps. Airy female vocals in the verses, talk-sung attitude with dry, upfront tone; choruses blossom into stacked harmonies and wide reverbs. Crisp hats and claps keep it club-ready while a gritty bass and distorted ear-candy give it edge. Final chorus hits harder with extra ad-libs and rising pads for a festival-sized lift., hypnotic, techno

Heavenly But Hard