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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
SG Lewis
SG Lewis
Programmierung
Lucky Daye
Lucky Daye
Stimme und Gesang
Simon Hale
Simon Hale
Streichinstrumente
MATT JOHNSON
MATT JOHNSON
Tasteninstrumente
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Samuel George Lewis
Samuel George Lewis
Songwriter:in
Dustin Bowie
Dustin Bowie
Songwriter:in
D Brown
D Brown
Songwriter:in
MATT JOHNSON
MATT JOHNSON
Songwriter:in
Simon Hale
Simon Hale
Streicher-Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
SG Lewis
SG Lewis
Produzent:in
Tristan Hoogland
Tristan Hoogland
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Stuart Hawkes
Stuart Hawkes
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

One You gotta have fun Two You gotta move Three Can you do it with me? Four When the beat stops, baby, we can rock some more I think we're on to something, I want some more Feels so familiar, like I've been here before Don't just look at me with that glare in your eyes Just let it happen Feed the fire Your sweat is dripping, getting under my skin I got you open, won't you pull me in (pull me in) You pour it on me, slipping into desire Whatever happens Feed the fire Like shining Diamonds everywhere you go Blinding Don't turn down the stereo Finding I'm caught in your mazes Intertwining I'm feeling amazing Hold on, try me Don't you stop keep going (keep going) Turn me on, me on I think we're on to something, I want some more Feels so familiar, like I've been here before Don't just look at me with that glare in your eyes Just let it happen Feed the fire Your sweat is dripping, getting under my skin I got you open, won't you pull me in (pull me in) You pour it on me, slipping into desire Whatever happens Feed the fire Higher Never bring me down below Hiding Take me places you control, yeah Finding I'm caught in your mazes Intertwining I'm feeling amazing Hold on, try me Don't you stop keep going (keep going) Turn me on, me on I think we're onto something, I want some more Feels so familiar, like I've been here before Don't just look at me with that glare in your eyes Just let it happen Feed the fire Your sweat is dripping, getting under my skin I got you open, won't you pull me in (pull me in) You pour it on me, slipping into desire Whatever happens Feed the fire I think we're onto something, I want some more Feels so familiar, like I've been here before Don't just look at me with that glare in your eyes Just let it happen Feed the fire Your sweat is dripping, getting under my skin I got you open, won't you pull me in (pull me in) You pour it on me, slipping into desire Whatever happens Feed the fire
Writer(s): David Brown, Dustin Bowie, Matt Johnson, Samuel Lewis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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