The Hit

You're so powerful
Charged up to one hundred
You can make me feel numb
You can make me feel everything

We're identical
Spend our whole lives
Being scared of each other
And scared of admitting it

Now
Where do I start
Where do you end?
All I wanted was a friend

But it's some kinda magic
Some voodoo doll shit
Oh you get the cut
And I feel the sting

It's burn alive or burn the bridge
Oh you get the punch
And I feel the hit
It's like you get the punch
And I feel the hit

I don't wanna burden with how I've been feeling
It's just my perception of what you're perceiving
I'm thinking your thoughts before you even get there

Oh it's typical
When it's good it's so good
But it's always like I had nothing to do with it

Now
Where do I start
Where do you end?
All I wanted was a friend

But it's some kinda magic
Some voodoo doll shit
Oh you get the cut
And I feel the sting

It's burn alive or burn the bridge
Oh you get the punch
And I feel the hit
You get the punch
And I feel the hit

Do you remember when we first met
Cause I do

I was so obsessed with your accent
Had to know you

Two weirdos, two sisters
Thick as thieves
Oh it was magic
I felt it I felt it

Maybe nothing that good can just be good
End up caring and sharing way more than we should

Like two weirdos, two sisters
Too good to be true

I never know how to let it go when I'm this close to you

And it's some kinda magic
Some voodoo doll shit
Oh you get the cut
And I feel the sting

It's burn alive or burn the bridge
Oh you get the punch
And I feel the hit
It's like you get the punch
And I feel the hit



Credits
Writer(s): Lauren Aquilina, Orla Gartland, Thomas Stafford
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