The Hurricane

I saw all your friends are gone
Being different people than they were years ago
So it shows, a life on time never pays off in the end
tell your friend, "oh, wait" (Oh, wait)
Can you think of things that you wish you had done?
Anything under the sun, or is a life on the couch
All you ever really think about?

My own personal hurricane
We both felt love, we both felt pain
Natural disasters happen all the time

Naturally fucking up my mind
Wo-ah, out of control

Waiting on mine to come in threes
Watching disasters on TV
Right handed, left stranded
Come on, be romantic

Smoked my last cigarette in the rain
On the way to the shelter now
The words will tear us apart
When it rains, it's pouring down
Every time you come around
Woah, woah, out of control

My own personal hurricane
We've felt love, we both felt pain
Natural disasters happen all the time
Naturally fucking up my mind

This house of cards is falling fast



Credits
Writer(s): Roberto Bryer
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