Rip Tide
Oh when the monster comes out
I don't know where to run
You've got this thing about you
I've got a temper that's grown
Oh what a kick it must be
To write down your head
To know your thoughts and mistakes
Will never end up dead
And all the crowds that scream
The kids that know your name
You know you're just a loser all the same
And when you say to me it must feel good
To be so wild and free
You've misunderstood
The painful luxury of love
The sinking mud
It's like a rip tide under your hood
It's like a rip tide under your hood
Oh when my days are like nights
I am the enemy
The same wave bringing me in
Is pulling me back out
Open your pockets to feel
A little warmer inside
I wonder what it must be
That makes you run and hide
And all the crowds that scream
The kids that know your name
You know you're just a loser all the same
And when you say to me it must feel good
To be so wild and free
You've misunderstood
The painful luxury of love
The sinking mud
It's like a rip tide under your hood
It's like a rip tide under your hood
It's like a rip tide rip tide
It's like a rip tide rip tide
Oh When the monster comes out
I don't know where to run
You've got this thing about you
I've got a temper that's grown
Oh what a kick it must be
To write down your head
To know your thoughts and mistakes
Will never end up dead
Oh when you say to me it must feel good
To be so wild and free
You've misunderstood
The painful luxury of love
The sinking mud
It's like a rip tide under your hood
It's like a rip tide under your hood
I don't know where to run
You've got this thing about you
I've got a temper that's grown
Oh what a kick it must be
To write down your head
To know your thoughts and mistakes
Will never end up dead
And all the crowds that scream
The kids that know your name
You know you're just a loser all the same
And when you say to me it must feel good
To be so wild and free
You've misunderstood
The painful luxury of love
The sinking mud
It's like a rip tide under your hood
It's like a rip tide under your hood
Oh when my days are like nights
I am the enemy
The same wave bringing me in
Is pulling me back out
Open your pockets to feel
A little warmer inside
I wonder what it must be
That makes you run and hide
And all the crowds that scream
The kids that know your name
You know you're just a loser all the same
And when you say to me it must feel good
To be so wild and free
You've misunderstood
The painful luxury of love
The sinking mud
It's like a rip tide under your hood
It's like a rip tide under your hood
It's like a rip tide rip tide
It's like a rip tide rip tide
Oh When the monster comes out
I don't know where to run
You've got this thing about you
I've got a temper that's grown
Oh what a kick it must be
To write down your head
To know your thoughts and mistakes
Will never end up dead
Oh when you say to me it must feel good
To be so wild and free
You've misunderstood
The painful luxury of love
The sinking mud
It's like a rip tide under your hood
It's like a rip tide under your hood
Credits
Writer(s): Cato Thomassen, Thea Glenton Raknes
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