Quick Thrill

Wake up

I don't feel safe

Can you see the silhouette of your pain

Going again

Growing insane

Down we go and we don't realise it

Yeah, I want the love but your heart made of plastic

Let you take the wheel and you already crashed it

Take it up a notch, you ain't winning no Oscar

Don't want it now

No point in sticking around

Fucking around

I fucked it up tryna fuck

Ran away too fast

We built house of glass

And this fate, future past

I can't, I can't stay

It was a ride now, baby

I think about you slow

Quick thrills, they betray me

A vessel unsteady, je secoue le boat

Don't want it now

No point of sticking around

Fucking around

I fucked it up tryna fuck

Je suis désolé

Let it go, let it go

Let it go, let it go

Let it go, let it go

Go, let it go, let it go

Let it go, let it go

Let it go, let it go

Let it go, let it go

Let it go

Let it go, let it go

Let it go