Dead Alive - Close (feat. Adlescnce, Dan Anthony) Lyrics

Keeping you, keeping you close
Keeping you, keeping you close
Keeping you, keeping you close
Keeping you, keeping you close
Keeping you, keeping you close
Keeping you, keeping you close
Yeah, I tried keeping this close
Can't keep this love shit low key
Was gassed when you called me your love
I kept feeling your texts in my jeans
I'm moving out of my town
Would you come and stay for a week
I'll give you the keys to my house
If you keep the keys in your jeans
Get the bus through baby, you can come see me
Three hours down, love don't come easy
I was fifteen, didn't wanna go uni
That was naive, I was looking straight through shit like
How I be getting my pay
Can't be rushed off my feet for some minimum wage
I'd rather be rocking upstage
If you saw me on TV now what would you say
I know that you miss me
I miss when I knew you
I can't help the feeling that I'd rather show
The way that I feel, the way that I feel, the way that I feel
Yeah, I tried keeping this close
Can't keep this love shit low key
Was gassed when you called me your love
I kept feeling your texts in my jeans
I'm moving out of my town
Would you come and stay for a week
I'll give you the keys to my house
If you keep the keys in your jeans
I don't follow, what's the model, you still look like one for sure
It's too much but then get drunk and next you're naked on the floor
Can't be straight up but I'll wait up, play your games a little more
Your excuses turn to movements and I usually can't ignore
I'll be back home Saturday, linking you Thursday
F*cking up Friday like how we gon' work babe
I'm never loving like that
But you move me with that body, Imma touch you right back
Got your hands to myself and my feelings out of place
You ain't gotta come too far, just a little on the train
Uber back to mine if you decide you wanna stay
Or we could link up in my dreams, get a night to run away
But baby I know we got flights to catch, times to match
Moving to uni, you and I got life to plan
F*ck all of that for a night, we can do what we please
Feel like I'm James cuz she taste like a peach
Arms all around me like Gyptian, me squeeze it
And I do not want to leave it, feeling so close when I keep it
Yeah, I tried keeping this close
Can't keep this love shit low key
Was gassed when you called me your love
I kept feeling your texts in my jeans
I'm moving out of my town
Would you come and stay for a week
I'll give you the keys to my house
If you keep the keys in your jeans
I don't follow, what's the model, you still look like one for sure
It's too much but then get drunk and next you're naked on the floor
Can't be straight up but I'll wait up, play your games a little more
Your excuses turn to movements and I usually can't ignore