Cardboard cutout mountains at night
Our mouths drenched in the first light
Hold on, let me check up on my past lives
Skinned my knuckles on your gold teeth
Never knew how this joy could shake me
Found my solace in your bare feet
Wet fingers, anticipation
Cold coffee, intoxication
Forgive me, I'm kinda wasted
Good music, good conversation
Too much self-medication
Never learned a life in moderation
The best thing I've ever tasted
Good love and good inspiration
When you get all you wanted to
Will we still talk about
All the things that we used to
When the world is midnight blue
Will you still let me move you the way that we used to
Painted lips, curve, breathe, ignite
Falling fast, these violent delights
Hold on to me, but not too tight
Skinned my ankles on the concrete
It was apparent to me that we were in too deep
I'll be the one thing you couldn't keep
Wet fingers, anticipation
Cold coffee, intoxication
Forgive me, I'm kinda wasted
Good music, good conversation
Too much self-medication
Never learned a life in moderation
The best thing I've ever tasted
Good love and good inspiration
When you get all you wanted to
Will we still talk about
All the things that we used to
When the world is midnight blue
Will you still let me move you the way that we used to
Death, taxes, and traffic
Slow motion, all we've got is time
Death, taxes, and traffic
I don't want anything that's mine
When you get all you wanted to
Will we still talk about
All the things that we used to
When the world is midnight blue
Will you still let me move you the way that we used to
The Afters - GOOD CONVERSATION Lyrics
The Afters - GOOD CONVERSATION Lyrics
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Cardboard cutout mountains at night
Our mouths drenched in the first light
Hold on, let me check up on my past lives
Skinned my knuckles on your gold teeth
Never knew how this joy could shake me
Found my solace in your bare feet
Wet fingers, anticipation
Cold coffee, intoxication
Forgive me, I'm kinda wasted
Good music, good conversation
Too much self-medication
Never learned a life in moderation
The best thing I've ever tasted
Good love and good inspiration
When you get all you wanted to
Will we still talk about
All the things that we used to
When the world is midnight blue
Will you still let me move you the way that we used to
Painted lips, curve, breathe, ignite
Falling fast, these violent delights
Hold on to me, but not too tight
Skinned my ankles on the concrete
It was apparent to me that we were in too deep
I'll be the one thing you couldn't keep
Wet fingers, anticipation
Cold coffee, intoxication
Forgive me, I'm kinda wasted
Good music, good conversation
Too much self-medication
Never learned a life in moderation
The best thing I've ever tasted
Good love and good inspiration
When you get all you wanted to
Will we still talk about
All the things that we used to
When the world is midnight blue
Will you still let me move you the way that we used to
Death, taxes, and traffic
Slow motion, all we've got is time
Death, taxes, and traffic
I don't want anything that's mine
When you get all you wanted to
Will we still talk about
All the things that we used to
When the world is midnight blue
Will you still let me move you the way that we used to
Our mouths drenched in the first light
Hold on, let me check up on my past lives
Skinned my knuckles on your gold teeth
Never knew how this joy could shake me
Found my solace in your bare feet
Wet fingers, anticipation
Cold coffee, intoxication
Forgive me, I'm kinda wasted
Good music, good conversation
Too much self-medication
Never learned a life in moderation
The best thing I've ever tasted
Good love and good inspiration
When you get all you wanted to
Will we still talk about
All the things that we used to
When the world is midnight blue
Will you still let me move you the way that we used to
Painted lips, curve, breathe, ignite
Falling fast, these violent delights
Hold on to me, but not too tight
Skinned my ankles on the concrete
It was apparent to me that we were in too deep
I'll be the one thing you couldn't keep
Wet fingers, anticipation
Cold coffee, intoxication
Forgive me, I'm kinda wasted
Good music, good conversation
Too much self-medication
Never learned a life in moderation
The best thing I've ever tasted
Good love and good inspiration
When you get all you wanted to
Will we still talk about
All the things that we used to
When the world is midnight blue
Will you still let me move you the way that we used to
Death, taxes, and traffic
Slow motion, all we've got is time
Death, taxes, and traffic
I don't want anything that's mine
When you get all you wanted to
Will we still talk about
All the things that we used to
When the world is midnight blue
Will you still let me move you the way that we used to
Writer: Megan Gunderman
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid