-20TH APRIL - 2 A.M. - COACHELLA FESTIVAL
Sitting on the counter in your kitchen, can you hear my heartbeat fucking kicking? Your eyes light up 'cause you best believe that I got something up my sleeve. I walk my talk, no time for wishful thinking. I push up on my toes, you call me "sweet thing" and breathing down your neck, your body screaming and you thought that you were the boss tonight, but I can put up one good fight. I flip the script like I can take a beating. Sitting on the concrete in your basement but I don't have no time for conversation. Said, "This ain't what you usually do, and a girl like me is new for you" and I can tell you mean it 'cause you're shaking. And when you start to feel the rush, a crimson headache, aching blush and you surrender to the touch, you'll know. I can put on a show. Don't you see what you're finding? This is Heaven in hiding. And when you start to look at me, a physical fatality and you surrender to the heat, you'll know. This is heaven in hiding, 'cause I'm heaven in hiding.