RADIO (feat. Muzzy Fossa)
Walking around like small town celebrities
With pockets full of ticket stubs and pennies
Feeling so alive until the thrill wears off
Gotta fall in love to write a brand new song
Sip from the bottle of excessive thoughts
Take a dip in the water of what once was
And we
Sleep in each others beds
Play in each others bands
Sleep in each others beds
Play in each others heads
Sleeping' in each others beds
Playin' in each others bands
Sleeping' in each others beds
Playin' in each others heads
Smokey room with sixteen piano's
Piled high to the ceiling
Beautiful girls and lost boys are dancing
Well into the evening
Cocaine kisses and long conversations
What are we even talking about
Maybe we could make it on the radio
If we just got out of this town
Keeping tabs on strangers that you call friends
Worship at the feet of a dead legend
Feeling all alone at the after party
When the show is over I'm a sad no body
And we
Sleep in each others beds
Play in each others bands
Sleep in each others beds
Play in each others heads
Sleeping' in each others beds
Playin' in each others bands
Sleeping' in each others beds
Playin' in each others heads
Smokey room with sixteen pianos
Piled high to the ceiling
Beautiful girls and lost boys are dancing
Well into the evening
Cocaine kisses and long conversations
What are we even talking about
Maybe we could make it on the radio
If we just got out of this town
With pockets full of ticket stubs and pennies
Feeling so alive until the thrill wears off
Gotta fall in love to write a brand new song
Sip from the bottle of excessive thoughts
Take a dip in the water of what once was
And we
Sleep in each others beds
Play in each others bands
Sleep in each others beds
Play in each others heads
Sleeping' in each others beds
Playin' in each others bands
Sleeping' in each others beds
Playin' in each others heads
Smokey room with sixteen piano's
Piled high to the ceiling
Beautiful girls and lost boys are dancing
Well into the evening
Cocaine kisses and long conversations
What are we even talking about
Maybe we could make it on the radio
If we just got out of this town
Keeping tabs on strangers that you call friends
Worship at the feet of a dead legend
Feeling all alone at the after party
When the show is over I'm a sad no body
And we
Sleep in each others beds
Play in each others bands
Sleep in each others beds
Play in each others heads
Sleeping' in each others beds
Playin' in each others bands
Sleeping' in each others beds
Playin' in each others heads
Smokey room with sixteen pianos
Piled high to the ceiling
Beautiful girls and lost boys are dancing
Well into the evening
Cocaine kisses and long conversations
What are we even talking about
Maybe we could make it on the radio
If we just got out of this town
Credits
Writer(s): Charity Cunningham
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