Make haste
Though I suppose there is no rush
I don't want
To hear your keys slide in the door
The door
The door
The door
Those strawberry hills haven't left my side
And they won't for the rest of my life
Soul crushing music plays
As the whole sun coats the party I'm at
Young life spoils itself
And your lungs' health
Talking about the movie that we saw the other night
Frightening, lightening, strikes when the nights here
Listening to your favourite song on your side of the bed
I hear your friends' voices when I go to sleep
Thank God I sleep only two days of the week
Soul crushing music plays
As the sun shows it's rays
And soaks the partygoers
Young life spoils itself
And your lungs' health
Talking about the movie that we saw the other night
Frightening, lightening, strikes when the nights here
Listening to your favourite song on your side of the bed
Young life spoils itself
And your lungs' health
Talking about the movie that we saw the other night
Frightening, lightening, strikes when the nights here
Listening to your favourite song on your side of the bed