Get Weird
You blew into the room riding on a hurricane.
Among the crash of porcelain and glass
You made a little mess out of me.
And like a dream, the look upon your face
It shook me like a tidal wave.
I was breaking my back, I was feeling like trash,
But you knew what to say.
Oh my god, it's a crying shame
What we lose when we're playing the game.
You said tonight, we're gonna bring the fire.
We're gonna make sure they know our name.
And before I find that will to complain
I feel the lightning in my eyes.
So let's ride, let's show 'em what we got,
Let's blow all of their minds.
It's getting weirder all the time.
Baby let your freak flag fly.
Maybe we don't pay no mind.
Just try to make it out alive.
Let's get weird tonight.
I found a little smile, you poured a little glass of pain.
We ran around with trouble to our backs,
It tasted like champagne.
And like a dream, the look upon your face
Was glowing in a silver flame.
You saw me shedding a tear, it was all that I feared,
And you knew what to say
Oh my god, it's a crying shame
What we find when we're sharing the pain.
Because tonight, we're gonna bring the fire.
We're gonna make sure they know our name.
With the taste of blood and a will to complain
We got the lightning in our eyes.
So let's ride, let's show 'em what we got,
Let's blow all of their minds.
Among the crash of porcelain and glass
You made a little mess out of me.
And like a dream, the look upon your face
It shook me like a tidal wave.
I was breaking my back, I was feeling like trash,
But you knew what to say.
Oh my god, it's a crying shame
What we lose when we're playing the game.
You said tonight, we're gonna bring the fire.
We're gonna make sure they know our name.
And before I find that will to complain
I feel the lightning in my eyes.
So let's ride, let's show 'em what we got,
Let's blow all of their minds.
It's getting weirder all the time.
Baby let your freak flag fly.
Maybe we don't pay no mind.
Just try to make it out alive.
Let's get weird tonight.
I found a little smile, you poured a little glass of pain.
We ran around with trouble to our backs,
It tasted like champagne.
And like a dream, the look upon your face
Was glowing in a silver flame.
You saw me shedding a tear, it was all that I feared,
And you knew what to say
Oh my god, it's a crying shame
What we find when we're sharing the pain.
Because tonight, we're gonna bring the fire.
We're gonna make sure they know our name.
With the taste of blood and a will to complain
We got the lightning in our eyes.
So let's ride, let's show 'em what we got,
Let's blow all of their minds.
Credits
Writer(s): Richard Turvey, Callum Paterson, James Robertson, Kieran O Brien
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