Songtexte




You and I would hide quiet in the safest place
I'll leave the lights just so I can see your face
And suddenly I'm someone else, like people keep telling me
Don't blink, don't miss it all, don't get lost in yourself
Time flies, maybe we should live by the hour
This is real life, maybe we can summon the power
Hold tight, drink it up with every breath
This is real life, maybe you got all that you get
I thought there would be more, more fight
More day, more night, more rolling on the floor
We too thought there would be more, more sunshine
Like, what did we come here for?
I thought there would be more, more trip
More breakdance flip, more rolling on the floor
We too thought there would be more, more scare, more risk
What did we come here for?
You and I would give every penny to relive
The silence in that kiss, 'cause it's not coming back to us
Time flies, maybe we should live by the hour
This is real life, maybe we can summon the power
Hold tight, drink it up with every breath
This is real life, maybe you got all that you get
I thought there would be more, more fight
More day, more night, more rolling on the floor
We too thought there would be more, more sunshine
Like, what did we come here for?
I thought there would be more, more trip
More breakdance flip, more rolling on the floor
We too thought there would be more, more scare, more risk
What did we come here for?
What did we come here for?
What did we come here?
What did we come here for?
This is real life
More cash, more flow, more flair, more show
More search, more soul, more shock, more gold
More swing, more jab, more smash, more grab
More sweat, more clean, more drunk, more mean
More light, more time, more waste, more wine
More fire, more choke, more lust, more broke
More in, more out, more in, more doubt
More talk, more scheme, more smokescreens
More nights, more choice, more lose my voice
More sunlight staggering, mind destroyed
More shame, more fate, more change my pace
More fear, more safe, more what if worst case
More cars, more bricks, more class, more taste
More sharp, more slick, more love my face
More bang, more thud, more chance, more luck
More make more plans, more dreaming



Autor(en): Tara Maclean



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