Puff Puff
I wanna be free
Like children running in the woods
Of anxiety
Of all the shit that comes with love
I wanna smoke and
Drink, fuck and drive all at once
I wanna get lost in
Your wide eyes while we dance
To psychedelic
Pieces of music
To suicidal
Poems while we fall
Fall in the depth of
The hell we made up
When we got fucked up
Like now
Kissing in the rain
Hollywood imperfect shots
Damaged in the brain
High on all herbs, puff puff
Kissing in the dark
Secret ecstatic love
Blind shot to the heart
So high we start to feel low
We feel low
We feel
We feel low
We feel
I wanna get sent back to
The God only I could see
Get sent back to you
The times of only you and me
I wanna feel it
The no pill rush of ecstasy
Brought by a 90's kid
Pretty tame for a killer nineteen
Guess life was better then
That's what you'd always say
How do I know you're not bluffing?
Placing our bets on
Impure and wasted youth
Teenagers knocked up
What else can you ever do?
Kissing in the dark
Secret ecstatic love
Blind shot to the heart
So high we start to feel low
We feel low (We feel low)
We feel (We feel low)
We feel low (We feel low)
We feel
We feel low
We feel
We feel low
We feel low
Hold me
Hold me
Hold me
Don't let go, now
Hold me
Hold me
Hold me
Don't let go, now
Hold me
Hold me
Hold me
Don't let go, now
We feel low
We feel
We feel low
We feel
We feel low
We feel
We feel low
We feel
Like children running in the woods
Of anxiety
Of all the shit that comes with love
I wanna smoke and
Drink, fuck and drive all at once
I wanna get lost in
Your wide eyes while we dance
To psychedelic
Pieces of music
To suicidal
Poems while we fall
Fall in the depth of
The hell we made up
When we got fucked up
Like now
Kissing in the rain
Hollywood imperfect shots
Damaged in the brain
High on all herbs, puff puff
Kissing in the dark
Secret ecstatic love
Blind shot to the heart
So high we start to feel low
We feel low
We feel
We feel low
We feel
I wanna get sent back to
The God only I could see
Get sent back to you
The times of only you and me
I wanna feel it
The no pill rush of ecstasy
Brought by a 90's kid
Pretty tame for a killer nineteen
Guess life was better then
That's what you'd always say
How do I know you're not bluffing?
Placing our bets on
Impure and wasted youth
Teenagers knocked up
What else can you ever do?
Kissing in the dark
Secret ecstatic love
Blind shot to the heart
So high we start to feel low
We feel low (We feel low)
We feel (We feel low)
We feel low (We feel low)
We feel
We feel low
We feel
We feel low
We feel low
Hold me
Hold me
Hold me
Don't let go, now
Hold me
Hold me
Hold me
Don't let go, now
Hold me
Hold me
Hold me
Don't let go, now
We feel low
We feel
We feel low
We feel
We feel low
We feel
We feel low
We feel
Credits
Writer(s): Wassim Kennate
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