The risk, because it's a very strong drug and highly addictive
The lights are out and our heads are on the floor You lay with me so comfortably I don't know what the hell I'm waitin' for Every night when I fall asleep it's absurd to me that these thoughts repeat so vividly It's clear to me that you're my kind of girl You're my kind of girl You're my kind—
Can't help but think of you way in the dead of the night Got this feeling that lingers, a moth on a light Grey skies, the west coast is crumblin' Can't shake the thought of you on someone else's side I want you by my side, I want you by my sidе
Going outside, I'm trying to clear my head I don't know whеre I'm going, should I pull back or in Walking around I'm overthinking it I'm so caught up in what ifs And why can't I just commit? Why can't I just commit? Why can't I just commit?
Can't help but think of you in the dead of the night Got this feeling that lingers, a moth on a light Grey skies, the west coast is crumblin' Can't shake the thought of you on someone else's side I want you by my side, I want you by my side I want you by my side, I want you by my side In the dead of the night, in the dead of the night
This is where we say Our final thoughts, I don't what happens next Am I on my own in this one? The words caught up in my chest This is where I say My final thoughts, I don't know what happens next Am I on my own in this one? The words caught up in my chest
Compositores: Duran Ritz, James Priestner, Jan Cajka, Lubomir Ivan & Tim Randolph