Fruition

So this is how it goes
All your money's at the door
Taking shots, smoking pot while your buddy's on the floor
And everybody's loose, feeling cool, feeling so cool
Wasted or wasting, the party's hit the mood
I'm feeling kinda buzzed, why you talkin in slow-mo
Slow down bro, pour a drink and relax
This girl is getting closer, she tastes like poison
My lips are numb and she moves too fast
Her hand is a hunter, the music is thunder
Wonder or wander; never look back
So this is how it goes: all your money's at the door
Taking shots, shots, shots
(shots shots)

I don't know what I don't want to know
I don't know what I don't want to know
Oh no no no, Oh no no no no
I don't know what I don't want to know

Ooooooh, oooooooh

So many people, strangers, creatures
Sinners' silhouette, finders and keepers
Chuchotement est ma puissance
En veux-tu plus? dis-moi d'arrêter
Tell me a story, pain or glory
Tell me about that mark on your neck
Drink me, touch me, fight me, fuck me
Kill my memories, make me forget
We're thousands and thousands of dollars and lovers in debt
You're living your life now kid, are you having fun yet?
Selfishly, hoping we live happily ever
Shot after shot after shot
(shot shot)

I don't know what I don't want to know
I don't know what I don't want to know
Oh no no no, Oh no no no no
I don't know what I don't want to know

So this is how it goes
I never wanted you to know
In my dreams I remember things
I never cared to love in the real world
I'm a prisoner, a prisoner
Existence is my superstition
I'm a prisoner, a prisoner
This isn't god's work, this is
Fruition

I don't know what I don't want to know
I don't know what I don't want to know
Oh no no no, Oh no no no no
I don't know what I don't want to know



Credits
Writer(s): Kellen Mckay
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