Like a Fever (Melodic AfroHouse) (Slowed Reverb)

And every beat pins us to the air.
Deeper, you say it once, then deeper.
Like a call, like a warning.
Deeper, in your hands, in your rhythm.
Deeper, deeper, till the night forgets the morning.
Your shadow stretch long on my chest.
We move in phrases, peeking with our steps.
Lift off my shoulder, salt on your skin.
We find an answer where the lights grow thin.