Heatstroke

La-da, da-da-da-da, da-da-da

What if I told ya
The sun is coming closer?
What a heatstroke
Such a supernova, ah

Would you hold me close
Right here on my shoulder?
It never feels like
Summer's really over, ah, ah

'Cause when it starts, I'm overwhelmed
No, I can't explain
And then the walls begin to melt
As it bursts to the flames

And I recall the way I felt
No, I'll never be the same
No, I wouldn't be the same
Ah, ah

What if I told ya
The sun is coming closer?
What a heatstrokе
Such a supernova, ah

Would you hold me closе
Right here on my shoulder?
It never feels like
Summer's really over, ah, ah

'Cause when it starts, I'm overwhelmed
No, I can't ignore
In the end, it's hard to tell
What we're all fighting for
Shall we sit here by ourselves
And let go? Ah, ah

So won't you tell me that we'll make it? Tell me that we'll make it (oh)
Tell me that we'll make it, tell me that we'll make it (oh)
Thinking maybe we can save us, maybe we can save this
Maybe we can save this, maybe we can save this, yeah

Even if we're faking, even if we're faking
Even if we're faking, even if we're faking
Thinking maybe we can save us, maybe we can save this
Maybe we can save this, maybe we can save this

Wouldn't that be wonderful? Wouldn't that be wonderful?
Wouldn't that be wonderful? Ah
Wouldn't that be wonderful? Wouldn't that be wonderful?
Wouldn't that be wonderful, -ful?

What if I told ya
The sun is coming closer?
What a heatstroke
Such a supernova, ah

La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la, la-la
La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la, la-la



Credits
Writer(s): John Hill, Khalid Robinson, Gregory Hein, Simon Christensen
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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