Fold me up into the sheets
torn me down to release me
feather kisses on your neck
Whiskey sore in your breath
don't want you any less
ribbon bitten by your teeth
turn me round I need to
turn me round I need to speak
slow it down and feel me
sow it down and feel me please

Oh my, Lo-Fi
sweet imperfections, draw our attention
Oh my, tongue-tied
flaws that we treasure, drown under pressure
Kicks in my chest
Kicks in my chest
stampeding my feelings, so I have no feeling left
stealing my breath
stealing my breath
Oh my, Lo-Fi

Painted nails will break your skin
we're sinking this love we're in
velvet brushes on your lips
so addicted to the fix knowing you cannot resist
the power of our kiss
turn me round I need to
turn me round I need to
turn me round I need to speak
slow it down and feel me
slow it down and feel me

Oh my, Lo-Fi
sweet imperfections, draw our attention
Oh my, tongue-tied
flaws that we treasure, drown under pressure
Kicks in my chest
Kicks in my chest
stampeding my feelings, so I have no feeling left
stealing my breath
stealing my breath
Oh my, Lo-Fi