Rooftops (feat. Magnus Chapple)
Morning breath, morning breath on my chest
On my chest, now we both feel low
Drunk regrets, wake up sex
You say you wanna take this slow
Red eyes, red eyes
And now I got you wrapped up in my thighs
My thighs
I had you fucked up in my bed
Now you're fucking with my head
Remembering your powder talk
It's filling you with dread
But if you want me like you said you do
Better shout it from the rooftops
Rooftops
From the rooftops
Rooftops
Blue skies, Blue skies
You tell me that I've stayed too late
Your party favours wearing off
Now you tell me that i'm just your mate
I am not your mate
White lines, white lies
You whisper to me face to face
You tell me all I wanna hear
So you could get to second base
I had you fucked up in my bed
Now you're fucking with my head
Remembering your powder talk
It's filling you with dread
But if you want me like you said you do
Better shout it from the rooftops
Rooftops
From the rooftops
Rooftops
Misery ain't for me, try another one
Couldn't be who you see, try another son
They can't handle us, tell 'em they can't handle us
If they try then ill flip em over handlebars
Feel defeat in the beat
Now the flow is gone
Finding me in the east
I'm no setting sun
I'm a slave to my ways
So I'm never done
Sunny days in a haze
Driving my rhythm
Don't run from me, I will keep you up
I'll protect you, I can give it to you good
Let me show you what it's like to be loved
Better shout it from the rooftops
Rooftops
From the rooftops
Rooftops
On my chest, now we both feel low
Drunk regrets, wake up sex
You say you wanna take this slow
Red eyes, red eyes
And now I got you wrapped up in my thighs
My thighs
I had you fucked up in my bed
Now you're fucking with my head
Remembering your powder talk
It's filling you with dread
But if you want me like you said you do
Better shout it from the rooftops
Rooftops
From the rooftops
Rooftops
Blue skies, Blue skies
You tell me that I've stayed too late
Your party favours wearing off
Now you tell me that i'm just your mate
I am not your mate
White lines, white lies
You whisper to me face to face
You tell me all I wanna hear
So you could get to second base
I had you fucked up in my bed
Now you're fucking with my head
Remembering your powder talk
It's filling you with dread
But if you want me like you said you do
Better shout it from the rooftops
Rooftops
From the rooftops
Rooftops
Misery ain't for me, try another one
Couldn't be who you see, try another son
They can't handle us, tell 'em they can't handle us
If they try then ill flip em over handlebars
Feel defeat in the beat
Now the flow is gone
Finding me in the east
I'm no setting sun
I'm a slave to my ways
So I'm never done
Sunny days in a haze
Driving my rhythm
Don't run from me, I will keep you up
I'll protect you, I can give it to you good
Let me show you what it's like to be loved
Better shout it from the rooftops
Rooftops
From the rooftops
Rooftops
Credits
Writer(s): Adrian Lee
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