A couple rebel top gun pilots Flyin' with nowhere to be, oh Don't know you super well But I think that you might be the same as me Behave abnormally
Let's let things come out of the woodwork I'll give you my best side tell you all my best lies Yeah, awesome right? So let's let things come out of the woodwork I'll give you my best side tell you all my best lines Seeing me rollin', showin' someone else love Dancin' with our shoes off Know I think you're awesome, right?
Our rules, our dreams, we're blind Blowin' shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite Our friends, our drinks, we get inspired Blowin' shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
I wanna feel the light, pushin' our limits Unbuckled for the ride, mhmm We're way too far from home Let's be honest with ourselves We're way too high to drive So let's take on the night If the light is in the air Open, finally, we're goin' and we're free
Our rules, our dreams, we're blind Blowin' shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite Our friends, our drinks, we get inspired Blowin' shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
I checked your girl at the door I sent your friend to the store It's only me and you, finally us two And I don't regret drinkin' this liquor makin' you listen Yeah, I know you don't know me well My girl's at the door And I left my pretense at home And it ain't no goin' back (goin' back)
Our rules, our dreams, we're blind Blowin' shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite Our friends, our drinks, we get inspired Blowin' shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Walk, never fall, but we still run So pour up, pour up another one I know, I know we on to somethin' We got, we got a loaded gun, yeah Go and shoot me the look in your eyes And you're here, I'm yours, you're mine Find each other when we're losin' our minds Then we take it all off You're a runaway train, yeah And you got me so faded And I don't wanna chase it, no You know I think you're awesome, right?
Our rules, our dreams, we're blind Blowin' shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite Our friends, our drinks, we get inspired Blowin' shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite Blowin' shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite Blowin' shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite Blowin' shit up
Now you know it's really gonna blow
Compositores: Tove Ebba Elsa Nilsson (Tove Lo), Ella Marija Lani Yelich O'connor (Lorde), Ludvig Dagsson Soederberg Karl (Karl Ludvig Dagsson Soderberg), Jakob Bo Jerlstroem (Jakob Bo Jerlstrom), Austin Richard Post (Post Malone), Khalid Robinson (Khalid), Solana I Rowe (Sza) ECAD: Obra #17241592 Fonograma #16142520