The Everyday Kind
Flicking through my wardrobe but all my clothes are dirty
I left my fashion sense behind when I was thirteen
I really hope she don't mind that I'm looking like a mess
It'll be too much if I dress to impress
Met her at a gig a mate of mine was playing
It was loud dark and dusty I couldn't hear what she was saying
I knew she was a friend of a friend I'd seen her before
And every time we spoke she always left me craving more
I don't wanna get sober yet
In a haze ever since we met
Is it the cider or the cigarettes
I'm struck by the thought of you
I sent her a link to my music
Why the hell did I do that
It's so embarrassing man I always act like a prat
She didn't mind though, she said it was alright
And asked if I fancied a drink then tomorrow night
Now we're crammed in the corner of a sunken old bar
The walls ooze with crimson and everything is far away
What if I run out of things I wanna say
There's only so many words and only so many ways they fit together
Maybe we fit together you and I
Or maybe you'll just be another fleeting passerby
Either way we'll both be crawling 'round these concrete bends
So why don't we just take a gamble where this story ends
I don't wanna get sober yet
In a haze ever since we met
Is it the cider or the cigarettes
I'm struck by the thought of you
Drank so much I hardly remember
But I do know my chest got tighter
Every time I saw your face
Every time I saw your grace
The everyday kind that lifts you out of this place to a better one
I couldn't describe in a hundred songs
The way I clambered home giddy and foolish and eager
I'll be exactly the same next time I see her
I don't wanna get sober yet
In a haze ever since we met
Is it the cider or the cigarettes
I'm struck by the thought of you
I don't wanna get sober yet
In a haze ever since we met
Is it the cider or the cigarettes
I'm struck by the thought of you
I left my fashion sense behind when I was thirteen
I really hope she don't mind that I'm looking like a mess
It'll be too much if I dress to impress
Met her at a gig a mate of mine was playing
It was loud dark and dusty I couldn't hear what she was saying
I knew she was a friend of a friend I'd seen her before
And every time we spoke she always left me craving more
I don't wanna get sober yet
In a haze ever since we met
Is it the cider or the cigarettes
I'm struck by the thought of you
I sent her a link to my music
Why the hell did I do that
It's so embarrassing man I always act like a prat
She didn't mind though, she said it was alright
And asked if I fancied a drink then tomorrow night
Now we're crammed in the corner of a sunken old bar
The walls ooze with crimson and everything is far away
What if I run out of things I wanna say
There's only so many words and only so many ways they fit together
Maybe we fit together you and I
Or maybe you'll just be another fleeting passerby
Either way we'll both be crawling 'round these concrete bends
So why don't we just take a gamble where this story ends
I don't wanna get sober yet
In a haze ever since we met
Is it the cider or the cigarettes
I'm struck by the thought of you
Drank so much I hardly remember
But I do know my chest got tighter
Every time I saw your face
Every time I saw your grace
The everyday kind that lifts you out of this place to a better one
I couldn't describe in a hundred songs
The way I clambered home giddy and foolish and eager
I'll be exactly the same next time I see her
I don't wanna get sober yet
In a haze ever since we met
Is it the cider or the cigarettes
I'm struck by the thought of you
I don't wanna get sober yet
In a haze ever since we met
Is it the cider or the cigarettes
I'm struck by the thought of you
Credits
Writer(s): Lauren Gray
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Altri album
- Isabella
- No One Talks Like That
- The Everyday Kind
- The Tobacconist
- The Tobacconist - Single
- Another Dream - Single
- Politics & Apples: You're Not Alone, Pt. 4 - Single
- Purple, Orange and Blue: You're Not Alone, Pt. 3 (feat. Toby Gardner) - Single
- Man on Call Lane: You're Not Alone, Pt. 2 - Single
- The Empty Fields: You're Not Alone, Pt. 1 - Single
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