Back At The Bottom

You could hear my scars creeping from the walls we had
'Cause I couldn't move fast enough
I was busy picking up the shards
Want to leave my past with math on another star

And I think I'll be right back at the bottom
Yea, I miss the seaside
I want to drive the water
Accept me with all that trouble that I'm back to cause

Ooh Oooh
Ah aah
Ooh Oooh
Ah aah
Oooh

I want to see right through your face
To get what it is that I wanted to chase
Left for summer outside your place
And now it's my turn to take my time to make the change

And I think I'll be right back at the bottom
Yea, I miss the seaside
I want to drive the water
Accept me with all that trouble that I'm back to cause

Smoke my time and choose my turn
Give me 'gim or give me some (Aah Ah)

Off the guards and let you roam
Lost my visions in the sun (Aah Ah)
Smoke my time and twist my tongue
Give me 'gim or give me some (Aah Ah)

Why should I try to stay inside your shoes
I'll find the first shot in blood red in the simple light
Yea, why should I try to stay inside your shoes

Smoke my time and choose my turn
Give me 'gim or give me some (Aah Ah)
Off the guards and let you roam
Lost my visions in the sun (Aah Ah)
Oh, smoke my time and twist my tongue
Give me 'gim or give me some (Aah Ah)
I'll fire the first shot but then I'll get it
Yea then I'll get it done



Credits
Writer(s): Bernhard Pausch, Sebastian Schuetze, Simon Shelly Graupner
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