Gimme Tension

You’re looking right at me looking right at you
How far would this thing go if we let it through
We still keep flying closer to the sun
Yeah let’s keep flying closer to the sun

You’re biting your lip and I’m losing my mind
You’re starting to slip and I’m wanting a sign
You’re losing your grip and I want it all the time
You’re biting your lip and I’m losing my mind

You’re lingering close, right up to the line
How far could this thing go if it unwinds
Coming up with excuses to stay past one
Yeah let’s keep flying into the sun

You’re hovering close and I’m losing my mind
Your hand on my throat and I’m feeling alive
You gave me a dose, now I want it all the time
You’re hovering close and I’m losing my mind

Credits: Lyrics, guitar, and bass by Tiffany Hamilton. Drums by Tim Richey. Vocals by Tiffany Hamilton and Tim Richey.