Midnight Mike's

    Underground Radio

    Off Air
    Lyrics
    (yeah)
    (too close)
    (don’t move)
    
    Windows up, heat trapped inside
    Leather sticking every time we slide
    Streetlights dripping off your skin
    Whole night humming like a violin
    Bass low, heartbeat matching it
    Every red light stretching the minute
    AC on but it barely help
    Backseat hot, feel it start to melt
    
    Hands don’t know where they wanna stay
    Every touch making time delay
    City outside but it fade away
    (too close now)
    
    Backseat melt when you lean like that
    Too close, yeah, we don’t need maps
    Windows fog, whole world collapse
    Backseat melt, yeah, it hit like that
    Backseat melt, no rush, no break
    Heat stay loud every move you make
    If we stuck right here, I’m okay
    (backseat melt)
    
    Radio low but the bass still talk
    Every curve slow when you cross that line
    Sweat on skin but it feel just right
    Summer nights got a way of lying
    They outside chasing something loud
    We inside letting time slow down
    If it wrong, don’t correct it
    Moment this hot don’t get direction
    
    Hands don’t know where they wanna stay
    Every touch making time delay
    City outside but it fade away
    (too close now)
    
    Backseat melt when you lean like that
    Too close, yeah, we don’t need maps
    Windows fog, whole world collapse
    Backseat melt, yeah, it hit like that
    Backseat melt, no rush, no break
    Heat stay loud every move you make
    If we stuck right here, I’m okay
    (backseat melt)
    
    Car not moving, we still gone
    Night feel short when the heat this strong
    (turn it up)
    
    Too close (too close)
    Don’t move (don’t move)
    
    Backseat melt, yeah, stay right here
    Time drip slow when you that near
    Every breath make it crystal clear
    Backseat melt, no fear
    Backseat melt till the sun creep back
    If it too much, I won’t react
    Whole summer in a moment like that
    (backseat melt)
    
    (don’t move)
    (backseat melt)
    Backseat Melt

    Backseat Melt

    AaronLiveOnline

    from Southern Heatwave Flex

    Lyrics
    (yeah)
    (too close)
    (don’t move)
    
    Windows up, heat trapped inside
    Leather sticking every time we slide
    Streetlights dripping off your skin
    Whole night humming like a violin
    Bass low, heartbeat matching it
    Every red light stretching the minute
    AC on but it barely help
    Backseat hot, feel it start to melt
    
    Hands don’t know where they wanna stay
    Every touch making time delay
    City outside but it fade away
    (too close now)
    
    Backseat melt when you lean like that
    Too close, yeah, we don’t need maps
    Windows fog, whole world collapse
    Backseat melt, yeah, it hit like that
    Backseat melt, no rush, no break
    Heat stay loud every move you make
    If we stuck right here, I’m okay
    (backseat melt)
    
    Radio low but the bass still talk
    Every curve slow when you cross that line
    Sweat on skin but it feel just right
    Summer nights got a way of lying
    They outside chasing something loud
    We inside letting time slow down
    If it wrong, don’t correct it
    Moment this hot don’t get direction
    
    Hands don’t know where they wanna stay
    Every touch making time delay
    City outside but it fade away
    (too close now)
    
    Backseat melt when you lean like that
    Too close, yeah, we don’t need maps
    Windows fog, whole world collapse
    Backseat melt, yeah, it hit like that
    Backseat melt, no rush, no break
    Heat stay loud every move you make
    If we stuck right here, I’m okay
    (backseat melt)
    
    Car not moving, we still gone
    Night feel short when the heat this strong
    (turn it up)
    
    Too close (too close)
    Don’t move (don’t move)
    
    Backseat melt, yeah, stay right here
    Time drip slow when you that near
    Every breath make it crystal clear
    Backseat melt, no fear
    Backseat melt till the sun creep back
    If it too much, I won’t react
    Whole summer in a moment like that
    (backseat melt)
    
    (don’t move)
    (backseat melt)
    Cold Air Through the Tint

    Cold Air Through the Tint

    AaronLiveOnline