Homemade Dynamite

A couple rebel top gun pilots
Flyin' with nowhere to be, oh
Don't know you super well
But I think that you might be the same as me
Behave abnormally
Let's let things come out of the woodwork
I'll give you my best side, tell you all my best lies
Yeah, awesome right?

So let's let things come out of the woodwork
I'll give you my best side, tell you all my best lines
Seeing me rollin', showin' someone else love
Dancin' with our shoes off
Know I think you're awesome, right?

Our rules, our dreams, we're blind
Blowin' shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Our friends, our drinks, we get inspired
Blowin' shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite

Pushin' our limits
Unbuckled for the ride, mhmm
We're way too far from home
Let's be honest with ourselves, we're way too high to drive
So let's take on the night

If the light is in, yeah
Open, finally, we're goin' and we're free

Our rules, our dreams, we're blind
Blowin' shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Our friends, our drinks, we get inspired
Blowin' shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite

I checked your girl at the door
I sent your friend to the store
It's only me and you, finally us two
And I don't regret drinkin' this liquor, makin' you listen
Yeah, I know you don't know me well
My girl's at the door
And I left my pretense at home
And it ain't no going back
No

Our rules, our dreams, we're blind
Blowin' shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Our friends, our drinks, we get inspired
Blowin' shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Blowin' shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Blowin' shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite



Credits
Writer(s): Ludvig Karl Dagsson Soederberg, Jakob Bo Jerlstroem, Tove Lo, Ella Marija Lani Yelich-o'connor
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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