Fast Love
Nobody wants to love these days
Nobody wants to bear the blame
I grew up watching palaces
And blooming garden romances
I'm naked lying next to you
I paint those eyes the darkest blue
Fired up and half asleep
I close my eyes before you leave
I'm sick of the fast love
Sick of all the blood rush
Losing all connection
They only want you for the night
I'm sick of the fast lane
Sick of faking birthdays
They fill me like an arcade
And waste their money on a bad bet
Nobody wins
Lying underneath my skin
You'll find a boy who loves within
If you let me be your medicine
Would I live a life of sin?
We're chronologically deprived
Of feelings overwhelming time
But I've grown weak from bearing wounds
And earthquakes of that magnitude
I'm sick of the fast love
Sick of all the blood rush
Losing all connection
They only want you for the night
I'm sick of the fast lane
Sick of faking birthdays
They fill me like an arcade
And waste their money on a bad bet
Nobody wins
I don't see how you win
'Cause if love's a sin
Baby touch me again
You'll be the hunter, I'll be the prey
Tell me who's your next victim today?
I'm just a number
Yes I can obey
Since next morning you'll have to leave me astray
This is the summer, this how we play
I won't be your lover but at least let me stay
'Cause I'm just another piece on display
You can love me tomorrow, but who do you love today?
I'm sick of the fast love
Sick of all the blood rush
Losing all connection
They only want you for the night
I'm sick of the fast lane
Sick of faking birthdays
They fill me like an arcade
And waste their money on a bad bet
Nobody wins
Oh
Oh
Nobody wants to bear the blame
I grew up watching palaces
And blooming garden romances
I'm naked lying next to you
I paint those eyes the darkest blue
Fired up and half asleep
I close my eyes before you leave
I'm sick of the fast love
Sick of all the blood rush
Losing all connection
They only want you for the night
I'm sick of the fast lane
Sick of faking birthdays
They fill me like an arcade
And waste their money on a bad bet
Nobody wins
Lying underneath my skin
You'll find a boy who loves within
If you let me be your medicine
Would I live a life of sin?
We're chronologically deprived
Of feelings overwhelming time
But I've grown weak from bearing wounds
And earthquakes of that magnitude
I'm sick of the fast love
Sick of all the blood rush
Losing all connection
They only want you for the night
I'm sick of the fast lane
Sick of faking birthdays
They fill me like an arcade
And waste their money on a bad bet
Nobody wins
I don't see how you win
'Cause if love's a sin
Baby touch me again
You'll be the hunter, I'll be the prey
Tell me who's your next victim today?
I'm just a number
Yes I can obey
Since next morning you'll have to leave me astray
This is the summer, this how we play
I won't be your lover but at least let me stay
'Cause I'm just another piece on display
You can love me tomorrow, but who do you love today?
I'm sick of the fast love
Sick of all the blood rush
Losing all connection
They only want you for the night
I'm sick of the fast lane
Sick of faking birthdays
They fill me like an arcade
And waste their money on a bad bet
Nobody wins
Oh
Oh
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Writer(s): Pablo Valderrabano
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