(Style; Art-pop rock with hip-hop drums and rap cadences, mid-tempo swung bounce; verse rides clipped bass, dusty guitar stabs, and tight drum loops; pre-chorus strips to half-time kick and filtered synth lift; chorus hits with stacked male doubles, gang ad-libs, and a driving hook guitar. Bridge breaks to bare voice, snapped snare, and reversed swells, then final chorus opens wide and gritty. Bright, punchy, and intimate with polished edge., rap, rock, hip hop, art pop)
Verse 1
You say my name like a sin
Lean in close just to watch me break
God, you know exactly what you’re doing
Everybody wants your attention
I just want your hands on me
And the way you pull me closer
Feels almost dangerous
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Pre-Chorus
One touch
And I lose my cool
Every time you move
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Chorus
Touchstarved
You got me obsessed
Heart racing so hard
I can feel it in my chest
Touchstarved
Your body on mine
Feels like heaven mixed with bad decisions every time
And I hate how much I need it
The way you look at me
Like I’m the only boy you see tonight
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Verse 2
Keyes on the glass
Your legs across my lap
Pretending to be friends
While tracing circles on my back
And your laugh hits different
At 2AM downtown
Like trouble dressed pretty
Trying to drag me down
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Pre-Chorus
You kiss me slow
Like you know I’ll stay
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Chorus
Touchstarved
You pull me apart
One second from heaven
One second from falling too hard
Touchstarved
I can’t get enough
Every little thing you do
Just messes me up
And maybe this is toxic
Maybe we’re a beautiful mess
Still I let your hands all over me again
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Bridge
Red lights, stop signs
Fast hearts
Your lips
My scars
No sleep
No brakes
We’re already too far gone
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Final Chorus
Touchstarved
Still tangled in you
Like your love’s the only thing
My lonely body moves to
Touchstarved
God, you feel addictive
And every time you touch me
I swear I come back different
BLACKLARK
