Play the Greatest Hits
If the fast life is fast, then why does it creep?
Back at The Castle like 2016
They don't play any music, take it back to mine
Life seems to move in circles when you take its straight white lines
The taste of someone's lips, their hands placed on my hips
Swaying in the kitchen to all the greatest hits
The taste of someone's lips, hands on hips
Swaying in the kitchen to all the greatest hits (hey, hey, hey)
(Play the greatest hits, all the greatest hits)
If the fast life is fast, then why does it creep?
Back at The Castle, it's no 'feat to be its queen
I don't look too far forward, I definitely don't look back
I leave the present empty, but I make it gift wrapped
The taste of someone's lips, their hands placed on my hips
Swaying in the kitchen to all the greatest hits
The taste of someone's lips, hands on hips
Swaying in the kitchen to all the greatest hits
Hey!
It isn't loud enough!
Hey!
Isn't it loud enough!
Well, the fast life is fast and I am so weak
I fall in love with the first fucking creep
To open his arms, matter over mind
Fill in the silence with the first thing you find
All the greatest hits
Play the greatest hits
All the greatest hits
Play the greatest hits
Hey!
It isn't loud enough!
Hey!
It isn't loud enough!
Hey!
It isn't loud enough!
Hey!
I haven't had enough
Back at The Castle like 2016
They don't play any music, take it back to mine
Life seems to move in circles when you take its straight white lines
The taste of someone's lips, their hands placed on my hips
Swaying in the kitchen to all the greatest hits
The taste of someone's lips, hands on hips
Swaying in the kitchen to all the greatest hits (hey, hey, hey)
(Play the greatest hits, all the greatest hits)
If the fast life is fast, then why does it creep?
Back at The Castle, it's no 'feat to be its queen
I don't look too far forward, I definitely don't look back
I leave the present empty, but I make it gift wrapped
The taste of someone's lips, their hands placed on my hips
Swaying in the kitchen to all the greatest hits
The taste of someone's lips, hands on hips
Swaying in the kitchen to all the greatest hits
Hey!
It isn't loud enough!
Hey!
Isn't it loud enough!
Well, the fast life is fast and I am so weak
I fall in love with the first fucking creep
To open his arms, matter over mind
Fill in the silence with the first thing you find
All the greatest hits
Play the greatest hits
All the greatest hits
Play the greatest hits
Hey!
It isn't loud enough!
Hey!
It isn't loud enough!
Hey!
It isn't loud enough!
Hey!
I haven't had enough
Credits
Writer(s): Joel Amey, Theodore Ellis, Ellen Rowsell, Jonathan Oddie
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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