Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Emanuel
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryan Michael Whiteman
Composer
Anthony Lee Brock
Composer
Mathew Jerome Barber
Composer
Matthew Scott Breen
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Machine
Producer
Lyrics
Breathing hard, static on the line
I'll never get enough
Emptiness of telephonic sex
I imagine
You undressing and
I can barely stand
Turn down the lights (Turn down the lights)
Your mouth turns me to rust
So let's unwind (So let's unwind)
You can't escape the hotline
Take your picture, bite you on the neck
It's all I wanna do
Secretly romancing the recluse
There is no touch
I am dead inside
This is all that's left
Turn down the lights (Turn down the lights)
Your mouth turns me to rust
So let's unwind (So let's unwind)
You can't escape the hotline
Where are you now?
I need your voice
'Cause I've been wrapped up tight
And spending all my nights
There's not enough...
Turn down the lights (Turn down the lights)
Your mouth turns me to rust
So let's unwind (So let's unwind)
You can't escape the hotline
Turn down the lights (Turn down the lights)
Your mouth turns me to rust
So let's unwind (So let's unwind)
You can't escape the hotline
Can't stop now, I'm almost
Can't stop now, I'm almost there
Written by: Anthony Lee Brock, Bryan Michael Whiteman, Mathew Jerome Barber, Matthew Scott Breen