Lyrics

I find you lighten up Words I say don't mean much Talk about the way it messes up your lungs inside the cobra clutch You spin me round and round Dizzy in my head, I'm looking out Words I sing she shouts aloud (?) I'm breakin out oh Give me a drink she said I wanna get wasted Turn up the song, give me something to get stuck in my head Room hazin' up, black on black from your cigarette Last pack a day baby girl do you wanna pass Straight from the bottom of the bottle to your lips Bottom of my heart baby you a hot mess, yeah We watch the sun set Is it all gone yet? Talk about the way you make my heart race in that red dress She's just like you and me Looking for a way our harmony Back to the days with a locker combo Just a little taste of what could be Oh, give me a drink she said I wanna get wasted Turn up the song, give me something to get stuck in my head Room hazin' up, black on black from your cigarette Last pack a day baby girl do you wanna pass Straight from the bottom of the bottle to your lips Yes, bottom of my heart baby you a hot mess 'Cause I could go on for hours how it's bad for your health Do you listen, do you care? No, it's not about the wealth 'Cause of the nights that I've been gone How many have you slept? And of the promises you've made, how many have you kept? 'Cause I could go on for hours how it's bad for your health Do you listen, do you care? No, it's not about the wealth 'Cause of the nights that I've been gone, how many have you slept? And of the promises you've made, how many have you kept? Oh, room hazin' up, black on black from your cigarette Last pack a day, baby girl do you wanna pass Straight from the bottom of the bottle to your lips Yes, bottom of my heart baby you a hot mess ... I kiss my lover standing up She knows just how she brings me down She'll never say that she's in love Those sort of thoughts stay in the ground Pretty soon we'll all be cold And six feet underground I kiss my lover like I'm growing old And like I'm going down Pretty soon we'll all get still If you only care I kiss my lover like I've got time to kill And I've got time to spare
Writer(s): Kyle Knudsen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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