Magazines
You don't say enough words
You're like an alien to me
You're the label of my b-end
Just trying to find some gravity
You don't say you want love
But I see you fleek to the magazines
You want what you can't have
But you don't want your heart to bleed
You don't, you don't
Don't want your heart to bleed
You're on my mind and you think you're too divine
You live in your magazines
Yeah, yeah
You're on my mind, cause I think you're so divine
Yeah I think you're so divine
You care too much about your look
But I think you're looking just fine
You take your shoes off when you walk home
Home to a bottle of wine
You spin a globe around
Put your finger on an island you wanna see
Dream big, but you can't see
And you don't want your heart to bleed
You don't, you don't
Don't want a piece of me
You're on my mind and you think you're too divine
You live in your magazines
Yeah, yeah
You're on my mind, but I think you're so divine
Yeah, I think you're so divine
Woah (oh oh oh)
Woah (oh oh oh)
Woah (oh oh oh)
You're on my mind, and you think you're too divine
You live in your magazines
You're on my mind, and you think you're too divine
You live in your magazines
Yeah, yeah
You're on my mind
I think you're so divine
Yeah, I think you're so divine
You're like an alien to me
You're the label of my b-end
Just trying to find some gravity
You don't say you want love
But I see you fleek to the magazines
You want what you can't have
But you don't want your heart to bleed
You don't, you don't
Don't want your heart to bleed
You're on my mind and you think you're too divine
You live in your magazines
Yeah, yeah
You're on my mind, cause I think you're so divine
Yeah I think you're so divine
You care too much about your look
But I think you're looking just fine
You take your shoes off when you walk home
Home to a bottle of wine
You spin a globe around
Put your finger on an island you wanna see
Dream big, but you can't see
And you don't want your heart to bleed
You don't, you don't
Don't want a piece of me
You're on my mind and you think you're too divine
You live in your magazines
Yeah, yeah
You're on my mind, but I think you're so divine
Yeah, I think you're so divine
Woah (oh oh oh)
Woah (oh oh oh)
Woah (oh oh oh)
You're on my mind, and you think you're too divine
You live in your magazines
You're on my mind, and you think you're too divine
You live in your magazines
Yeah, yeah
You're on my mind
I think you're so divine
Yeah, I think you're so divine
Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Wilson, Jacob Reed, Max Beech, Nicholas Cavdarski
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.