Wrestling Songtext
von Self Esteem
Wrestling Songtext
You got form
Not at all
I get bigger than me
You want more
And as you pour away on me
I start too see
What I feel comfortably
And in my mind
I′m wrestling that you don't wanna know
There′s just too much game playing for a call
And in the open moments you get nothing true at all
So, you get me hard, you get me still, you get me cold
But we could get higher, higher
Higher, higher
Higher, higher
Higher
Higher, higher
Higher, higher
Higher, higher
Higher
You're not calling
Feels like I want it
But I know you won't do better than me (you won′t do better) hm
And in between, hm
I do believe
There is space
A sea becomes a tree
And in my mind
I′m wrestling that you don't wanna know
There′s just too much game playing for a call
And in the open moments you get nothing true at all
So, you get me hard, you get me still, you get me cold
But we could get higher, higher
Higher, higher
Higher, higher
Higher
Higher, higher
Higher, higher
Higher, higher
Higher
My rules, my horse has four feet stuck on the floor
And now your wife, your wife has to know this shit all her life
And you're sure, you′re sure, you best believe I'm moving on
And so you go, go on, be gone, I′m done
(But we could) get higher, higher
Higher, higher
Higher, higher
Higher
(But we could) get higher, higher
Higher, higher
Higher, higher
Higher
(But we could)
Not at all
I get bigger than me
You want more
And as you pour away on me
I start too see
What I feel comfortably
And in my mind
I′m wrestling that you don't wanna know
There′s just too much game playing for a call
And in the open moments you get nothing true at all
So, you get me hard, you get me still, you get me cold
But we could get higher, higher
Higher, higher
Higher, higher
Higher
Higher, higher
Higher, higher
Higher, higher
Higher
You're not calling
Feels like I want it
But I know you won't do better than me (you won′t do better) hm
And in between, hm
I do believe
There is space
A sea becomes a tree
And in my mind
I′m wrestling that you don't wanna know
There′s just too much game playing for a call
And in the open moments you get nothing true at all
So, you get me hard, you get me still, you get me cold
But we could get higher, higher
Higher, higher
Higher, higher
Higher
Higher, higher
Higher, higher
Higher, higher
Higher
My rules, my horse has four feet stuck on the floor
And now your wife, your wife has to know this shit all her life
And you're sure, you′re sure, you best believe I'm moving on
And so you go, go on, be gone, I′m done
(But we could) get higher, higher
Higher, higher
Higher, higher
Higher
(But we could) get higher, higher
Higher, higher
Higher, higher
Higher
(But we could)
Writer(s): Johan Karlberg, Oluwaseye Edelekan, Rebecca Taylor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com