歌词
I'm not so nihilist
I still hold on to us
If your lips set fire then
Woah
Yeah, I miss you and your
Awful, wishful point of view
I can't catch my breath when
I'm running out on my own
And I'm not so nihilist
'Cause I still hold on to us
If your lips set fire then
I guess I'm burning up
You got me stuck on the internet, tryna make it outside
I call your phone and then hang up, it's just to say that I tried
I'm really gone off a bottle and fucking off on my head
Talking 'bout shit that don't matter to someone I'ma forget, oh, fuck
But this time, we're going down with this ship
I know that this time, I won't get high and forget
'Cause when I'm fucked up, I lose the best of my senses
I'm back on my antics, yeah
But I miss you and your
Awful, wishful point of view
I can't catch my breath when
I'm running out on my own
And I'm not so nihilist
'Cause I still hold on to us
If your lips set fire then
I guess I'm burning up
Guess I'd never learn to let go, there we go
I don't know what you want
But I miss you and your
Awful, wishful point of view
I can't catch my breath when
I'm running out on my own
And I'm not so nihilist
'Cause I still hold on to us
If your lips set fire then
I guess I'm burning up
Miss you and your
Awful, wishful point of view
I can't catch my breath when
I'm running out on my own