Grenades
We had moments, couldn't fight the feeling
Water dripping, mirrors on the ceiling
Seasons, we've been losing ways
Reasons why we hold grenades, wait
Pull up on a late night
Never time to take time, say, say (whoa)
Wonder what it taste like
Swerving on your waistline, wait, wait (whoa)
Pull up faded, we've been on the scene
My favourite friends are taking ketamine and cocaine
Hell bent and feeling heavenly
Especially when you say the things that you don't say
You keep looking for the right time
Kinda crazy in the hindsight, wait, wait
Seasons, we've been losing ways
Reasons why we hold grenades
Pull up on the late night
Never time to take time, say, say (whoa)
Wonder what it taste like
Swerving on your waistline, wait, wait (whoa)
We had moments, couldn't fight the feeling
Water dripping, mirrors on the ceiling
Seasons, we've been losing ways
Reasons why we hold grenades, wait
Pull up on the late night
Never time to take time, say, say (whoa)
Wonder what it taste like
Swerving on your waistline, wait, wait (whoa)
Pull up faded, we've been on the scene
My favourite friends are taking ketamine and cocaine
Hell bent and feeling heavenly
Especially when you say the things that you don't say
Water dripping, mirrors on the ceiling
Seasons, we've been losing ways
Reasons why we hold grenades, wait
Pull up on a late night
Never time to take time, say, say (whoa)
Wonder what it taste like
Swerving on your waistline, wait, wait (whoa)
Pull up faded, we've been on the scene
My favourite friends are taking ketamine and cocaine
Hell bent and feeling heavenly
Especially when you say the things that you don't say
You keep looking for the right time
Kinda crazy in the hindsight, wait, wait
Seasons, we've been losing ways
Reasons why we hold grenades
Pull up on the late night
Never time to take time, say, say (whoa)
Wonder what it taste like
Swerving on your waistline, wait, wait (whoa)
We had moments, couldn't fight the feeling
Water dripping, mirrors on the ceiling
Seasons, we've been losing ways
Reasons why we hold grenades, wait
Pull up on the late night
Never time to take time, say, say (whoa)
Wonder what it taste like
Swerving on your waistline, wait, wait (whoa)
Pull up faded, we've been on the scene
My favourite friends are taking ketamine and cocaine
Hell bent and feeling heavenly
Especially when you say the things that you don't say
Credits
Writer(s): Conor Alu, Riley Keating
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