Wishing Well (Extended Mix)
She drips diamonds like a glacier melts
She's self-made, down to her buckles and belts
And she's really happy, but not with a lot
And she gets her pleasures from her chemist shop
She's busy, busy losing the plot, busy, but her mind is shut
Doesn't really want it to stop, she just says now
"Hey there, sister, that bottle leads to hell
I ain't drinking that, honey, can't you tell?"
Jump while they're swimming, this ship is sinking, got no soul to sell
So, hey there, mister, throw some luck away into the wishing well
Throw some luck away into the wishing well
Don't start thinking, it messes with your head
Go with instincts, the sweet or the dead
True love is out there, it's waiting with a ring
You'll know her face the second she walks in
He's busy, busy losing the plot, busy, but his mind is shut
He doesn't really want it to stop, he just says now
"Hey there, sister, that bottle leads to hell
I ain't drinking that, honey, can't you tell?"
Jump while they're swimming, this ship is sinking, got no soul to sell
So, hey there, mister, throw some luck away into the wishing well
Throw some luck away into the wishing well
Hey there, sister, that bottle leads to hell
I ain't drinking that, honey, can't you tell?
Jump while they're swimming, this ship is sinking, got no soul to sell
So, hey there, mister, throw some luck away into the wishing well
Jump in (jump in, into the wishing well)
Jump in (jump in, into the wishing well)
Jump in (jump in, into the wishing well)
Jump in (jump in), throw some luck away into the wishing well
She's self-made, down to her buckles and belts
And she's really happy, but not with a lot
And she gets her pleasures from her chemist shop
She's busy, busy losing the plot, busy, but her mind is shut
Doesn't really want it to stop, she just says now
"Hey there, sister, that bottle leads to hell
I ain't drinking that, honey, can't you tell?"
Jump while they're swimming, this ship is sinking, got no soul to sell
So, hey there, mister, throw some luck away into the wishing well
Throw some luck away into the wishing well
Don't start thinking, it messes with your head
Go with instincts, the sweet or the dead
True love is out there, it's waiting with a ring
You'll know her face the second she walks in
He's busy, busy losing the plot, busy, but his mind is shut
He doesn't really want it to stop, he just says now
"Hey there, sister, that bottle leads to hell
I ain't drinking that, honey, can't you tell?"
Jump while they're swimming, this ship is sinking, got no soul to sell
So, hey there, mister, throw some luck away into the wishing well
Throw some luck away into the wishing well
Hey there, sister, that bottle leads to hell
I ain't drinking that, honey, can't you tell?
Jump while they're swimming, this ship is sinking, got no soul to sell
So, hey there, mister, throw some luck away into the wishing well
Jump in (jump in, into the wishing well)
Jump in (jump in, into the wishing well)
Jump in (jump in, into the wishing well)
Jump in (jump in), throw some luck away into the wishing well
Credits
Writer(s): Max Anthony Mcelligott, Sammy Renders, Olivia Fay Sebastianelli, Yael Nahar, Sebastian Daniel, Kaj Melsen
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