Ten Hands High - Red Wine

I wanna get this off my chest
I want you on my chest
In the morning
Your head floating up and down as I breathe a big sigh
Now I'm falling
You say you always text me first
But that’s cause I fear the worst
It's haunting
The way you look at me and I look at you, it's heavy
I know that this a warning
You’re infecting my mind
But I'm not inclined
To take any medicine
I think you feel the same as I do
Cause I've heard it's true
That you wanna let me in
It's a good night for a good thing
So come round mine we can decide
What red wine we like
Start turning the wheel
(Now we're rolling)
I'm gonna have to confess that I'm a fucking mess
At courting
But I know I wanna create an arch between your shoulders and the small of your back
And have you calling
I don't wanna look keen but that's obscene
Cause how are we gonna know if we don't start talking
The salt that drips off my skin when we meet is kinda sweet
This is daunting
You’re infecting my mind
But I'm not inclined
To take any medicine
I think you feel the same as I do
Cause I've heard it's true
That you wanna let me in
It's a good night for a good thing
So come around mine we can decide
What red wine we like
Start turning the wheel
You’re infecting my mind
But I'm not inclined
To take any medicine
I think you feel the same as I do
Cause I've heard it's true
That you wanna let me in
It's a good night for a good thing
So come around mine we can decide
What red wine we like
Start turning the wheel

Written by:
Alexi Buckingham, Finn O'Connor, Joe Boulton, Tom Vietri

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