क्रेडिट्स
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alejandro Aranda
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alejandro Aranda
Composer
T.J. Routon
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alejandro Aranda
Producer
Sawyr
Producer
Neal Pogue
Mixing Engineer
गाने
Red, it's her favorite color dress
Beg me to confess
Hands on bodies, her chest, my princess
I'm made for self discovery
But there's plenty of room for three
Take your time
I've lost my mind
Just thinking about your taste
So close, yet so far away
It's the price I had to pay
I look like a fool in this room full of rules
That were made to be broken
We
Drove past these L.A. lights
Sped at 105
Pleasure kind of night
Come ride me to the light
Take me away
Turn up the heat now, baby
I wanna see you lose control
Stroke me softly and
Kiss the edge of my soul
Hands tied and now I
I give you all ...
Can you turn up the heat now, baby?
I wanna see you lose control
Stroke me softly and
Kiss the edge of my soul
Hands tied and now I
I give you full control ('trol, 'trol, 'trol)
(Follow me to the black cross, follow me to the black cross)
(Follow me to resurrection, follow me to resurrection)
(Follow me to let me in, follow me to let me in)
(Follow me, follow me)
A wind
A feeling on my tongue
It clamors to my lungs
Face to the ground
No one's around, no one is watching
Glass
A shadow across the room
Reflects the devil in you
The fever inside has opened my eyes
To the damage of my soul (my soul, my soul, my soul)
Turn up the heat now, baby
I wanna see you lose control
Stroke me softly and
Kiss the edge of my soul
Hands tied and now I
I give you full control
She possessed my innocence
Turn up the heat now, baby
I wanna see you lose control
Stroke me softly and
Kiss the edge of my soul
Hands tied and now I
I give you full control
She possessed my innocence
Body and soul ...
Written by: Alejandro Aranda, T.J. Routon

