Golden Highs
Why you so cool
Blame it on the gods
Gotta have you
Where do I start
Coz I need
More than a rebound baby
Ricochet
Nobody gonna get down like we do
Somebody gotta go the extra mile
Your my good karma
Come around i need you
I won't let you live it down
Heard you finally saw the signs
Searching for a part of me
Silver lines and golden highs
Perfect lil harmony
Throw the dice baby roll baby roll
Maybe I'm everything you need
Know me like your ties to my soul
Tell me shit only I believe
I don't need to leave now
I need you to stay
Nobody gonna get down like we do
Somebody gotta go the extra mile
Your my good karma
Come around i need you
I won't let you live it down
Heard you finally saw the signs
Searching for a part of me
Silver lines and golden highs
Perfect lil harmony
Heard you finally saw the signs
Searching for a part of me
Silver lines and golden highs
Perfect lil harmony
What's black? What's white?
To a man who's colourblind
What's wrong? What's right?
To a criminal mind
I find myself in between the lines
I'm an outkast like 3000
Hey Y'all think we fucked up but
We doubt it
Blame it on the gods
Gotta have you
Where do I start
Coz I need
More than a rebound baby
Ricochet
Nobody gonna get down like we do
Somebody gotta go the extra mile
Your my good karma
Come around i need you
I won't let you live it down
Heard you finally saw the signs
Searching for a part of me
Silver lines and golden highs
Perfect lil harmony
Throw the dice baby roll baby roll
Maybe I'm everything you need
Know me like your ties to my soul
Tell me shit only I believe
I don't need to leave now
I need you to stay
Nobody gonna get down like we do
Somebody gotta go the extra mile
Your my good karma
Come around i need you
I won't let you live it down
Heard you finally saw the signs
Searching for a part of me
Silver lines and golden highs
Perfect lil harmony
Heard you finally saw the signs
Searching for a part of me
Silver lines and golden highs
Perfect lil harmony
What's black? What's white?
To a man who's colourblind
What's wrong? What's right?
To a criminal mind
I find myself in between the lines
I'm an outkast like 3000
Hey Y'all think we fucked up but
We doubt it
Credits
Writer(s): Ariowa Irosogie, Alex Blake, J Warner, Immanuel Simelane
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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