VERSE 1 You hop in with that wild grin, Feet on my dash like you own the wind. You say, “Drive fast, don’t think again,” And suddenly the night begins. Your hair’s a halo in the glow, Streetlights crown you as we go. You’re trouble wrapped in summer clothes — And I’m addicted to the show. PRE‑CHORUS We’re too alive to take it slow, Too young to care who’s in control. If this is danger, let it roll — I’ll follow where you go. CHORUS Turn it up ’til the backseat shakes, We’re burning through the dark like we can’t break. Summer heat dripping off your face — You’re a wildfire I can’t escape. Yeah, we’re loud, we’re lost, we’re wide awake, Hearts on fire in the mess we make. Turn it up ’til the backseat shakes — You’re my backseat halo. VERSE 2 You laugh like you’re untouchable, Kick off your shoes, climb on my soul. You say, “Baby, let’s lose control,” And I swear I feel it in my bones. You’re chaos painted gold and red, A summer storm inside my head. Every word you’ve ever said Hits louder than the bass. PRE‑CHORUS We’re too alive to take it slow, Too young to care who’s in control. If this is danger, let it roll — I’ll follow where you go. CHORUS Turn it up ’til the backseat shakes, We’re burning through the dark like we can’t break. Summer heat dripping off your face — You’re a wildfire I can’t escape. Yeah, we’re loud, we’re lost, we’re wide awake, Hearts on fire in the mess we make. Turn it up ’til the backseat shakes — You’re my backseat halo. ⚡️ BRIDGE (NOT A TOY‑STYLE CHAOTIC SWAGGER) You’re the spark in my veins, The thrill I can’t tame. If the night goes insane — We’ll take the blame. You say, “Promise me one thing…” I say, “Anything.” You grin, “Never let this feeling Fade from the scene.” FINAL CHORUS (BIGGER, LOUDER, SUMMER ANTHEM) Turn it up ’til the backseat shakes, We’re burning through the dark like we can’t break. Summer heat dripping off your face — You’re a wildfire I can’t escape. Yeah, we’re loud, we’re lost, we’re wide awake, Hearts on fire in the mess we make. Turn it up ’til the backseat shakes — You’re my backseat halo.

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