You read it out loud outside the door I'm in the tub The cracks ajar In a bad world, for dreamers Nighttime Lolita
Making out plans for a new world I'm yours only, but not your girl White knuckles, we're bad friends Loose buckles, my conscience We're bad friends
I want that thunder Coming up like a fever I want that thunder Coming up like a fever, yeah
Thunder Coming up like a fever I want that thunder Coming up like a fever, yeah We're bad friends
We're driving real fast inside the car Then you light up, I count the stars In a bad world, for dreamers Nighttime Lolita
Got you on my mind a week or two Feel so lost when I'm not with you Glass bottles, we're bad friends Lose purpose, my conscience We're bad friends
I want that thunder Coming up like a fever I want that thunder Coming up like a fever, yeah
Thunder Coming up like a fever I want that thunder Coming up like a fever, yeah
Thunder Coming up like a fever I want that thunder Coming up like a fever, yeah We're bad friends We're bad friends We're bad friends
Compositores: James Christopher Eliot (Eliot), Tom Dewhurst, Thomas Gordon Mcnair Taylor, Christopher Nicholas Ostler, Isobel Jane Baxter Phillips (Isobel Phillips) ECAD: Obra #18602107