Lyric

You smile like a warning sign

Soft as velvet, sharp as wire

Every step I cross the line

Dancing closer to the fire

You trace your shadow on my skin

I feel the danger pulling in

I fall into the shape of you

Every promise breaking through

Your touch rewrites what I believe

I give you more than I should give

This is how the fever grows

In a room of neon ghosts

I know the cost, I choose the sin

Your eyes pull me deeper in

Sweet disaster in your breath

Pretty lies I want to keep

Every kiss a silent threat

I pretend I’m not too deep

You say my name like it’s a spell

I hear the door but choose the hell

I fall into the shape of you

Every promise breaking through

Your touch rewrites what I believe

I give you more than I should give

This is how the fever grows

In a room of neon ghosts

I know the cost, I choose the sin

Your eyes pull me deeper in

No alarms, no exit sign

Running red lights in my mind

I know the truth, I chase the lie

Breathing you like cyanide

Don’t save me… I already chose you

I fall into the shape of you

Every promise breaking through

Your touch rewrites what I believe

I give you more than I should give

This is how the fever grows

In a room of neon ghosts

I know the cost, I choose the sin

Your eyes pull me deeper in