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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Amber Mark
Vocals
Andrew Wyatt
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amber Mark
Composer
Andrew Wyatt
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Amber Mark
Recording Engineer
Andrew Wyatt
Producer
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
John Hanes
Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Gonna get in your mind one fine day
Gonna figure you out one fine day
Dear Lord, maybe I should stay away, stay away
Little lost, little blind, blind with temptation
[PreChorus]
Tell me something, do I make you feel the way that I do?
I been uptight, you got me right, I'm back into my groove
Keep me bumpin', give me something that I could get used to
I'm a fire, gotta keep me lit all night, all night, they say
[Chorus]
And they say my heart will bleed, but it doesn't matter to me
'Cause your love is so nasty, boy, yeah, yeah, yeah
In the dark, I'm living the dream when you pull up behind me
Like a mixer, whipping that cream, boy, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
Every night, club lights touch your face
Every night, I try to find out what's on your brain
Dear Mama, help me know just what to say
'Cause I don't wanna be blind with temptation
[PreChorus]
Tell me something, do I make you feel the way that I do?
I been uptight, you got me right, I'm back into my groove
Keep me bumpin', give me something that I could get used to
I'm a fire, gotta keep me lit all night, all night, they say
[PreChorus]
And they say my heart will bleed, but it doesn't matter to me
'Cause your love is so nasty, boy, yeah, yeah, yeah
In the dark, I'm living the dream when you pull up behind me
Like a mixer, whipping that cream, boy, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Bridge]
You hit me late night with, "Can I come over?"
Put you on replay in my mind, all slow-mo
I'm wide awake, my body shakes and shivers
I'm a fool, I guess 'cause I text you yes, even though my friends, they say
[Chorus]
And they say my heart will bleed, but it doesn't matter to me
'Cause your love is so nasty, boy, yeah, yeah, yeah
In the dark, I'm living the dream when you pull up behind me
Like a mixer, whipping that cream, boy, yeah, yeah, yeah
Written by: Amber Mark, Andrew Wyatt