Backseat

Yoh, in the backseat, slow-burning melody
Oooh, in the backseat, we're burning calories

In the root-top car park, where tales unfold
My red car's a secret scene, a love untold
In the backseat, we claim our space
A hidden rendezvous, our secret place

Claiming our spot, away from the crowd
In the silent afternoon, something playing loud
We are careful, but windows fog up, a shroud
Just like high school kids, are so proud

In the afternoon, It's a game of glances
Hoping no one would notice our romances
In the backseat, we find our place
In the backseat, we leave no trace

In the backseat, in my red car, we sweat
In the backseat, fogged up fantasies so sweet
In the backseat, where the battle take place
In the backseat, our new favorite place

In the backseat, It's level up fav place

In the backseat, It's level up fantasies
In the backseat, in this love spree?
Oooh, in the backseat, slow-burning melody
Oooh, in the backseat, we're burning calories

Silhouette, we are getting attention, in the backseat
Behind tinted glass, must level up the beat
Someone suspect something, In the backseat
Behind tinted glass, must level up the beat

Must level up the beat

We're anxious, people may caught us, making swell
In the backseat ballet, our hearts rebel, it's a duel
The world outside, just a blur, a glance
Inside our red haven, we're lost in a trance

It's ours now, we're not done with the fun
In street light glow, our body become one
December breeze, so hot inside but enjoying the ride
Why stop now, perfectly mashed up, feeling the vide

In the afternoon, It's a game of glances
Hoping no one would notice our romances
In the backseat, we find our place
In the backseat, we leave no trace

In the backseat, in my red car, we sweat
In the backseat, our new favorite place
In the backseat, It's level up fantasies
In the backseat, in this love spree?

Oooh
In the backseat, slow-burning melody
Oooh
In the backseat, in my red car, we sweat
In the backseat, fogged up fantasies so sweet
In the backseat, where the battle take place
In the backseat, our new favorite place
In the backseat, It's level up fantasies
In the backseat, in this love spree?
Oooh
In the backseat, burning
In the backseat, It's level up fantasies
In the backseat, in this love spree?

Oooh
In the backseat, slow burning melody
Oooh
In the backseat, burning calories
Ghost in the backseat story
In the backseat, slower inside

But enjoying the ride
Why stop now
But we steal show
It's a backseat ballad in the Reds' caress

A love story hidden in the fog's dress
In the midst of our making, we confess
The depth of our love in this fortress
The thrill and excitement, it's a joyride

At this moment, honeymoon, you're my bride
The windows tell tales of a love so thrill
In the red car's backseat, nothing's wrong
In the afternoon, It's a game of glances

Hoping no one knows our romances
In the backseat, we find our place
In the backseat, we leave no trace
In the backseat, in the backseat

We leave no trace
In the backseat, on your favorite place
Let the world spin in its endless fantasy
In the whispers of the night, it's you and me

In the backseat, it's level up fantasies
In the backseat, in this love's breeze
In the backseat, slow burning melody
It's a backseat ballad

In the whispers of the night, it's you and me
You and me

Yo, it's a backseat story, in the red car's glow
A secret love, only we know
In the fog of our breath, our passions grow
In the red car's beat, we steal the show
It's a backseat ballad, in the red's caress
A love story hidden, in the fog's dress
In the mist of our making, we confess
The depth of our love, in this fortress

So let the world spin, in its endless fantasy
In our red car's love, we find our ecstasy
For in these fogged up fantasies, we're free
In the whispers of the night, it's you and me



Credits
Writer(s): Danielito C. Vizcayno
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