Holy Soda

Fear, it's the morning Berocca milkshake Brainstorming But I come alive at the night time Never Alive at the right time She's into romance She only dates guys in finance But I'm still waiting for my time Cause I reckon I'm still the right guy There's all these people Some of them good, and some wear chinos And I'm still trying to figure out How I could possibly take her out Cheap dates and summer thrills All your friends are in love and so you hope it's real Far too young to be aware And far too old to ever care about us Queuing for hours Just for some beer And some flowers Seven missed calls on her whatsapp She must've missed all that good chat Youth In the age of staying inside What a waste of our precious lives And your mum and her friends are all political activists online Girls are cool and boys will be boys Everyone knows about you And that's not your choice Raise your glass and lower your voice It's a toast to them, it's never been about Holy soda Must be close to the edge And I've every time I try I'm always quick to deny I'd ever wanna be more than friends Couldn't wait much longer Must be slippin' away And everyone I know is always skeptical about the way that I behave Cause I just wanna call you round if you're up and about If that's ok Holy soda Must be close to the edge And I've every time I try I'm always quick to deny I'd ever wanna be more than friends Couldn't wait much longer Must be slippin' away And everyone I know is always skeptical about the way that I behave Cause I just wanna call you round if you're up and about If that's ok