Late to the Party, Pt. 2

We're slow dancing to joji ballads
Then a late night kebab without the salad
I promise that this isn't malice
Away to wonderland
I'm Alice

You pick apart everything I'm saying
Bullet to my heart and now I'm slayen
But I take the controller, I'm playing
Round after round yeah this is my game
I'm the king of everything Dominic Fike
You told me you loved me
Remember the sike
I'm so fucking lonely
Ride on my trike
I'm so fucking lonely
Fuck you aight

We could be there dancing
I know I'm late to the party
But that's just who I am
Free time and no plan

I'm running running as fast as I can
Running running running as fast I can
Go

I'm running as fast as I can
Can only go so fast I'm just a man
Forgot my running shoes
I'm in my vans
I'm doing everything that I can

We could be there dancing
I know I'm late to the party
But that's just who I am
Free time and no plan

We could be there dancing
I know I'm late to the party
But that's just who I am
Free time and no plan



Credits
Writer(s): Harry Brennan
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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