Blew Its Songtext
von Hippo Campus
Blew Its Songtext
Sent like an S.O.S
Rising from my chest to yours
What′s worse than you right now?
You got so found and lonely
Eat it up, it's a piece of cake
Pull the pin and pray it′s loaded
Bless up, count your blew-its
Always knew you were afraid
So sick like a whip with the crack turned down
Breathe deep, it's centered in the meter now
Light feather-like you're weightless for a better life, yeah
Calcutta all cut up like a shoestring, ah
Impressed, depressive when you′re moody, ah
Can′t rest like you're running up a mountain, yeah
Eat it up, it′s a piece of cake
Pull the pin and pray it's loaded
Bless up, count your blew-its
Always knew you were afraid
Bless up, count your blew-its
Always knew it was a phase
Cold weather, keep it in the cabinet
If you wanna try to fuck shit up
Goddamn, it′s a cold affection
Goddamn, it's a slow affection
Should probably get myself a jacket
If you wanna try to build back up
Goddamn, it′s a cold affection
Goddamn, it's a slow affection
So sick, crack turned down
Breathe deep, meter now
Feather-like, better like, yeah
Calcutta all, like a shoestring, ah
Impress, impressive when you're moody, ah
Better like, better like, better like, better like
Rising from my chest to yours
What′s worse than you right now?
You got so found and lonely
Eat it up, it's a piece of cake
Pull the pin and pray it′s loaded
Bless up, count your blew-its
Always knew you were afraid
So sick like a whip with the crack turned down
Breathe deep, it's centered in the meter now
Light feather-like you're weightless for a better life, yeah
Calcutta all cut up like a shoestring, ah
Impressed, depressive when you′re moody, ah
Can′t rest like you're running up a mountain, yeah
Eat it up, it′s a piece of cake
Pull the pin and pray it's loaded
Bless up, count your blew-its
Always knew you were afraid
Bless up, count your blew-its
Always knew it was a phase
Cold weather, keep it in the cabinet
If you wanna try to fuck shit up
Goddamn, it′s a cold affection
Goddamn, it's a slow affection
Should probably get myself a jacket
If you wanna try to build back up
Goddamn, it′s a cold affection
Goddamn, it's a slow affection
So sick, crack turned down
Breathe deep, meter now
Feather-like, better like, yeah
Calcutta all, like a shoestring, ah
Impress, impressive when you're moody, ah
Better like, better like, better like, better like
Writer(s): Jake Michael Luppen, Whistler Isaiah Allen, Nathan Todd Stocker, Zach Mark Sutton, Caleb Wright Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com