So you're feeling misery in the morning You could say you're brain was into deep in it You just love the way the pain just hit your fingertips It was company to tires and screech in the parking lot Three windows with some shoulders hanging out of them You looked at me and said we shouldn't have run into them
Now your heart is racing, knees are shaking You're beside yourself This is a carnal message, you're a cry for help I should look behind you, hear and see the demons we would dealt But my foolish brain can't think of nothing else, no
It thinks about your hips on mine Don't care if it's gone tonight Insanity in disguise, it's alright, alright Wait, not the perfect time We're always preoccupied Keeps seeing in my mind Your hips on mine Your hips on mine
So now I grab your hands And we will take off running That's what we do for growing up On a corner where the cops don't come when you called them, oh I say the odds of we outrun them increases if you [?] yourself to me You put your hands on my shoulders, huh Tell me to pull you in closer, ooh
Now my heart is racing, knees are shaking And I'm beside myself My anxiety wreaks havoc on my health, oh We take shelter underneath your parents Pencil, [?] and deck But my brain don't know if we've escaped them yet, no
'Cause it thinks about your hips on mine Don't care if it's gone tonight Insanity in disguise, it's alright, alright Wait, not the perfect time We're always preoccupied Keeps seeing in my mind Your hips on mine Your hips on mine
Compositores: Christopher Joseph Iii Gallant (Gallant), Ajay Bhattacharyya ECAD: Obra #25317830