Kitchen Light
Alex Wilson
Description
"Kitchen Light" is a playful and intimate disco-pop anthem celebrating unfiltered connection. With candid lyrics and a catchy chorus, it captures the joy of embracing imperfections and finding beauty in genuine moments. The song's flirty energy and relatable scenarios create a feel-good vibe, perfect for dancing in the kitchen or swaying with a loved one.
Lyrics
[Verse 1] Rent-control palace with a flickering light, Two chipped mugs, both 2 a.m. bright. Cheap white wine in a coffee cup, You in my thrifted varsity, sleeves pushed up. Cat hair constellations on a couch we found, You call me “trouble” with your phone face down. [Pre-Chorus] We practiced angles for the internet—cute, But you said “leave the ring light,” and pulled me into truth. [Chorus] Kiss me in the kitchen light, no filter tonight, Fridge door glow on my collarbone white. Make me laugh till my nose scrunches tight, Tell me I’m perfect when I’m slightly not right. Kiss me in the kitchen light—no filter tonight, We don’t need edits when it feels this right. If pretty has rules, let’s break them on sight— Kiss me in the kitchen light, no filter tonight. [Post-Chorus] No filter—no filter—tonight. All real—all real—alright. [Verse 2] Take a flash photo—baby, leave it undone, I’m mascara-smudged and you still save it as one. Room-service pizza that never arrived, So we danced around laundry like a neon beehive. My therapist texted, “remember to breathe,” You said, “in for four… then put it on me.” [Pre-Chorus] I’m not the type to fall for a flex, But you read the margins and not just the text. [Chorus] Kiss me in the kitchen light, no filter tonight, Fridge door rhythm with the city outside. Make me a mixtape of the way that you sigh, Play it on repeat while the sunrise tries. Kiss me in the kitchen light—no filter tonight, If perfect is plastic, we’ll pass on that price. If pretty has rules, we’ll break them on sight— Kiss me in the kitchen light, no filter tonight. [Bridge] Keep the bloopers in the final cut, Keep the lipstick print on the coffee cup. Lose the autotune on my little laugh, Count us in loud—let the moment last. You whisper, “don’t change a thing,” I say, “then don’t—come closer and sing.” [Chorus] Kiss me in the kitchen light, no filter tonight, Heart on my sleeve and your hands on my sides. We’ll be the secret that we don’t have to hide— Real looks good, and it looks like this life. Kiss me in the kitchen light—no filter tonight, Click—another memory, nobody online. If pretty has rules, we broke them just right— Kiss me in the kitchen light, no filter tonight. [Tag] “Front camera off; my heart is on.” [Outro] Kitchen light, kitchen light, yeah No filter tonight, no filter tonight All real, all real, alright