Lyrics
[Intro] [Verse] Basement steps and neon blue Searching for a rhythm new Frayed sleeves on every shelf Talking to my secret self Flicker of the open sign Crossing over every line [Pre-Chorus] Dust motes dance in lamp light Everything is feeling right Your hand moves where mine should be Looking for that rare degree [Chorus] It’s a white label soul Losing all my control Spinning at one-seven-four I don’t need to search no more Shared wire, tangled wrist A connection I can’t resist [Post-Chorus] Spin it back, spin it In a New York minute Feel the sub-bass swell Underneath your spell [Drop] [Verse] Coffee stains on inner sleeves Harder now for me to leave Rhodes arpeggios in the air Static charging everywhere You know the B-side track There is no turning back [Pre-Chorus] Smudged notes on the paper Love is not a vapor Hazy pads begin to rise I see the logic in your eyes [Chorus] It’s a white label soul Losing all my control Spinning at one-seven-four I don’t need to search no more Shared wire, tangled wrist A connection I can’t resist [Bridge] Hazy pads and city hum Beating like a hollow drum Found a piece of me in you Something old and something blue Atmospheric, deep and wide Nowhere left for us to hide [Hook] Found the one Underground sun Lost in the wax Mind on the tracks [Chorus] It’s a white label soul Losing all my control Spinning at one-seven-four I don’t need to search no more Shared wire, tangled wrist A connection I can’t resist [Post-Chorus] Spin it back, spin it In a New York minute Feel the sub-bass swell Underneath your spell [Outro]
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