Sriracha
And it get's so hot I need a lemonade
Like a shot of fire to my wandering brain
But you'll never hear me complain
Not me, no way
I want the taste to stay
Smile at all the people as they walk my way
'Cause I can take all the pain
Like all those walks in the rain
And no you'll never hear me complain
Not me, no way
Not me, no wa-ay
No way, no way
Bought a bottle, now it's nearly done
It tastes so good I'm tellin' everyone
'Cause the world is bland without ya
You're like pouring on sriracha
Bought a bottle, now it's nearly done
I even pour it on my cereal
'Cause the world was bland without ya
You're like pouring on sriracha
And I fell so hard I'll never be the same
A runaway train inside a migraine
But you'll never hear me complain
Not me, no way
I can do this all day
Smile at all the people as they walk my way
'Cause you were always such a pain
Somethings don't change
But you'll never hear me complain
Not me, no way
Not me, no wa-ay
No way, no way
Bought a bottle, now it's nearly done
It tastes so good I'm tellin' everyone
'Cause the world is bland without ya
You're like pouring on sriracha
Bought a bottle, now it's nearly done
I even pour it on my cereal
'Cause the world was bland without ya
You're like pouring on sriracha
S-R-I-R-A-C-H-A
The spicy little kick at the back of my ceviche
You go too far and I just can't wait
You've always been the same right back to Uni
Always taste deadly, you're like graveyard soup
I'll have a little bit for starters because I need to leave room
It never feels like leaving when I'm leaving with you
Tryna stamp my feet, tryna catch the fuse
Don't touch your eyes with your hands
I don't need a glass of water
I can take it, I'm a man like, yeah
Get your hands high, fight night, bit of hot sauce
In the moonlight, that's right
Vindaloonatic, man I'm losing it
Extra hot, there's no point diluting it
I lose my head when I get the taste for it, yeah
Don't need your water, I just need to keep goin'
My eyes are streamin', it's all too much and you know it
I'm like a dog with a bone and it's you that's throwin'
And you know it
Bought a bottle, now it's nearly done
It tastes so good I'm tellin' everyone
'Cause the world is bland without ya
You're like pouring on sriracha
Bought a bottle, now it's nearly done
I even pour it on my cereal
'Cause the world was bland without ya
You're like pouring on sriracha
Bought a bottle, now it's nearly do-one
'Cause the world was bland without ya
You're like pouring on sriracha
Like a shot of fire to my wandering brain
But you'll never hear me complain
Not me, no way
I want the taste to stay
Smile at all the people as they walk my way
'Cause I can take all the pain
Like all those walks in the rain
And no you'll never hear me complain
Not me, no way
Not me, no wa-ay
No way, no way
Bought a bottle, now it's nearly done
It tastes so good I'm tellin' everyone
'Cause the world is bland without ya
You're like pouring on sriracha
Bought a bottle, now it's nearly done
I even pour it on my cereal
'Cause the world was bland without ya
You're like pouring on sriracha
And I fell so hard I'll never be the same
A runaway train inside a migraine
But you'll never hear me complain
Not me, no way
I can do this all day
Smile at all the people as they walk my way
'Cause you were always such a pain
Somethings don't change
But you'll never hear me complain
Not me, no way
Not me, no wa-ay
No way, no way
Bought a bottle, now it's nearly done
It tastes so good I'm tellin' everyone
'Cause the world is bland without ya
You're like pouring on sriracha
Bought a bottle, now it's nearly done
I even pour it on my cereal
'Cause the world was bland without ya
You're like pouring on sriracha
S-R-I-R-A-C-H-A
The spicy little kick at the back of my ceviche
You go too far and I just can't wait
You've always been the same right back to Uni
Always taste deadly, you're like graveyard soup
I'll have a little bit for starters because I need to leave room
It never feels like leaving when I'm leaving with you
Tryna stamp my feet, tryna catch the fuse
Don't touch your eyes with your hands
I don't need a glass of water
I can take it, I'm a man like, yeah
Get your hands high, fight night, bit of hot sauce
In the moonlight, that's right
Vindaloonatic, man I'm losing it
Extra hot, there's no point diluting it
I lose my head when I get the taste for it, yeah
Don't need your water, I just need to keep goin'
My eyes are streamin', it's all too much and you know it
I'm like a dog with a bone and it's you that's throwin'
And you know it
Bought a bottle, now it's nearly done
It tastes so good I'm tellin' everyone
'Cause the world is bland without ya
You're like pouring on sriracha
Bought a bottle, now it's nearly done
I even pour it on my cereal
'Cause the world was bland without ya
You're like pouring on sriracha
Bought a bottle, now it's nearly do-one
'Cause the world was bland without ya
You're like pouring on sriracha
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Writer(s): Antony Szmierek
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