1998
Coconut chewing gum
Insecure on your tongue
Open up cause we were young
And we wanna
Strung out Juliet
My initials on her neck
And when her sweat fell off her chest
I thought I owned her
And when you wanted redemption
I was suicide
And you were somewhere hiding it inside
Yeah eh
I wonder where we've come to been
Spitting out love on safety pins
For all the crooked maps we've made
Locked in 1998
Time to walk on candle wax
Smell of that perfume takes me back
To all the crooked tracks we've laid
Locked in 1998
Polaroid memories
And the sound of libertines
Your sarcastic lips on me
Slightly opens
(So close, yeah)
Peter Pan ecstasy
Tinker Bell on LSD
In a certain sanity
Empty ocean, sea ocean wide
And when you wanted redemption
I was suicide
And you were somewhere hiding it inside
Yeah eh
I wonder where we've come to been
Spitting out love on safety pins
For all the crooked maps we've made
Locked in 1998
Time to walk on candle wax
Smell of that perfume takes me back
To all the crooked tracks we've laid
Locked in 1998
I don't know how we got here
We'll get back there
I don't know how we got here
We'll get back there
I wonder where we've come to been
Spitting out love on safety pins
For all the crooked maps we've made
Locked in 1998
Time to walk on candle wax
Smell of that perfume takes me back
To all the crooked tracks we've laid
Locked in 1998
Random shit like that
Insecure on your tongue
Open up cause we were young
And we wanna
Strung out Juliet
My initials on her neck
And when her sweat fell off her chest
I thought I owned her
And when you wanted redemption
I was suicide
And you were somewhere hiding it inside
Yeah eh
I wonder where we've come to been
Spitting out love on safety pins
For all the crooked maps we've made
Locked in 1998
Time to walk on candle wax
Smell of that perfume takes me back
To all the crooked tracks we've laid
Locked in 1998
Polaroid memories
And the sound of libertines
Your sarcastic lips on me
Slightly opens
(So close, yeah)
Peter Pan ecstasy
Tinker Bell on LSD
In a certain sanity
Empty ocean, sea ocean wide
And when you wanted redemption
I was suicide
And you were somewhere hiding it inside
Yeah eh
I wonder where we've come to been
Spitting out love on safety pins
For all the crooked maps we've made
Locked in 1998
Time to walk on candle wax
Smell of that perfume takes me back
To all the crooked tracks we've laid
Locked in 1998
I don't know how we got here
We'll get back there
I don't know how we got here
We'll get back there
I wonder where we've come to been
Spitting out love on safety pins
For all the crooked maps we've made
Locked in 1998
Time to walk on candle wax
Smell of that perfume takes me back
To all the crooked tracks we've laid
Locked in 1998
Random shit like that
Credits
Writer(s): Louis Biancaniello, Samuel Watters, Ari Levine, Matt Blair, Connor Doyle
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