Minefield
(One hunnid Graham)
I feel I ain't even gotta pop pills
If I go then I die real
Talkin' to you's like walking through a damn minefield
High heels, hear 'em come from a mile still
Tell me you feel how I feel
Talkin' to you's like walkin' through a damn
Walkin' through a damn minefield
I feel I ain't even gotta pop pills
If I go then I die real
Talkin' to you's like walkin' through a damn minefield
High heels, hear 'em come from a mile still
Tell me you feel how I feel
Talkin' to you's like walkin' through a damn
Walkin' through a damn minefield
Keep goin', tiptoein'
She was gone with the breeze like the wind blowin'
It's cold and hot-headed and frozen
Part ways like I'm Moses, pink roses
Everything go up, every door opens
Everything come down, everything closes
Got it aimed at me, is that thing loaded?
I don't say nothin' else, you don't need motive
Yeah, used to hold hands now we been folding
Mm, try to play us like I didn't notice
Ain't gonna let mine lack explosives, I told you
Hey, what color is your parachute?
You wanna love me, you're embarrassed too
I feel I ain't even gotta pop pills
If I go then I die real
Talkin' to you's like walking through a damn minefield
High heels, hear 'em come from a mile still
Tell me you feel how I feel
Talkin' to you's like walkin' through a damn
Walkin' through a damn minefield
I feel I ain't even gotta pop pills
If I go then I die real
Talkin' to you's like walkin' through a damn minefield
High heels, hear 'em come from a mile still
Tell me you feel how I feel
Talkin' to you's like walkin' through a damn
Walkin' through a damn minefield
Talk about a kiss when your lips got a little gloss
Don't gotta talk, it's the vibe that you're givin' off
Withdrawals from the talks we had different thoughts
Stain from the pain of the thing, had to get it off
I've been overthinking 'bout it
Do you really love me? Doubt it
Guess there ain't no way around it
Captured by grace
All the while you try to keep a straight face
Lookin' at me sideways
Hand on your bible, other on your rifle
Got 'em both beside you
That's for survival
I feel I ain't even gotta pop pills
If I go then I die real
Talkin' to you's like walking through a damn minefield
High heels, hear 'em come from a mile still
Tell me you feel how I feel
Talkin' to you's like walkin' through a damn
Walkin' through a damn minefield
I feel I ain't even gotta pop pills
If I go then I die real
Talkin' to you's like walking through a damn minefield
High heels, hear 'em come from a mile still
Tell me you feel how I feel
Talkin' to you's like walkin' through a damn
Walkin' through a damn minefield
I feel I ain't even gotta pop pills
If I go then I die real
Talkin' to you's like walkin' through a damn minefield
High heels, hear 'em come from a mile still
Tell me you feel how I feel
Talkin' to you's like walkin' through a damn
Walkin' through a damn minefield
Keep goin', tiptoein'
She was gone with the breeze like the wind blowin'
It's cold and hot-headed and frozen
Part ways like I'm Moses, pink roses
Everything go up, every door opens
Everything come down, everything closes
Got it aimed at me, is that thing loaded?
I don't say nothin' else, you don't need motive
Yeah, used to hold hands now we been folding
Mm, try to play us like I didn't notice
Ain't gonna let mine lack explosives, I told you
Hey, what color is your parachute?
You wanna love me, you're embarrassed too
I feel I ain't even gotta pop pills
If I go then I die real
Talkin' to you's like walking through a damn minefield
High heels, hear 'em come from a mile still
Tell me you feel how I feel
Talkin' to you's like walkin' through a damn
Walkin' through a damn minefield
I feel I ain't even gotta pop pills
If I go then I die real
Talkin' to you's like walkin' through a damn minefield
High heels, hear 'em come from a mile still
Tell me you feel how I feel
Talkin' to you's like walkin' through a damn
Walkin' through a damn minefield
Talk about a kiss when your lips got a little gloss
Don't gotta talk, it's the vibe that you're givin' off
Withdrawals from the talks we had different thoughts
Stain from the pain of the thing, had to get it off
I've been overthinking 'bout it
Do you really love me? Doubt it
Guess there ain't no way around it
Captured by grace
All the while you try to keep a straight face
Lookin' at me sideways
Hand on your bible, other on your rifle
Got 'em both beside you
That's for survival
I feel I ain't even gotta pop pills
If I go then I die real
Talkin' to you's like walking through a damn minefield
High heels, hear 'em come from a mile still
Tell me you feel how I feel
Talkin' to you's like walkin' through a damn
Walkin' through a damn minefield
Credits
Writer(s): Mike Seander, Graham Stiefel, Nicolas Donovan, Connor Price
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