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Neon Angel


Artist: Grayson Johnson
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Genre(s): Ambient/Dream Pop
Mood(s): Bouncy, Bright, Cool, Energetic
Style(s): Desire
Language(s): English
Standard License:$30.00
Extended License:$150.00

Neon Angel

By Grayson Johnson
Verse 1
Red light falling across your body
You move slow like you already got me
One look and I’m losing control
You touch me like you already know
We don’t talk when the room gets quiet
Your eyes tell me to start a riot
Everybody says you’re dangerous
Maybe that’s what I love the most

Pre-Chorus

And every time you leave
I feel it in my chest
Like your shadow’s still
Laying on my bed
Chorus
You make me feel like a neon angel
Half heaven, half heartbreak danger
One kiss and my whole world shakes
Like lightning running through my veins
We go up, down, over the edge
Say we’re done then do it again
If loving you’s a little fatal
I still want my neon angel

Chorus

Ahahah
My neon angel
Ahahah
Beautiful danger

Verse 2

Blue smoke hanging over the party
Your lipstick stain still on my coffee
2AM and you’re calling again
Saying “come over” like more than friends
You pull me close in the backseat glow
Say my name real slow, real low
I know this probably ends in flames
I know this probably ends in flames
But I still run every time you say—

Pre-Chorus

That every time you leave
You leave a little scar
But somehow that just makes me
Love you harder

Chorus

You make me feel like a neon angel
Half heaven, half heartbreak danger
One kiss and my whole world shakes
Like lightning running through my veins
We go up, down, over the edge
Say we’re done then do it again
If loving you’s a little fatal
I still want my neon angel

Bridge

Strobe lights flicker in the dark
Your fingertips under my heart
Maybe we’re too far gone to save
But I don’t wanna walk away

Chorus

You make me feel like a neon angel
Burning bright in every shadow
One touch and my whole world breaks
Then you pull me right back again
We go up, down, over the edge
Turn our tears into cigarettes
If loving you’s a little fatal
I still want my neon angel
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