I think I'm taking off my clothes It's gonna be a long summer And I think everybody knows, yeah We all going under Soon as you read The Times It's all disaster and calamity You read between the lines
Fifty-five days in a row it's a hundred degrees out The world's on fire And we all sinking below but my heads in a pink cloud
I forgot all of my problems Dancing with you We finally solved them I forgot why we were fighting Grinding on you, you keep me rising I forgot I forgot
They preach confusion in the streets, baby Let's you feel vindicated Easy to keep you out of reach, baby Long as they stir up hatred Don't care the colors that you fly Long as you give up your money Just read between the lines
Fifty-five days in a row it's a hundred degrees out The world is on fire And we all sinking below but my heads in a pink cloud
I forgot all of my problems Dancing with you We finally solved them I forgot why we were fighting Grinding on you, you keep me rising I forgot all of my problems Dancing with you We finally solved them I forgot why we were fighting Grinding on you, you keep me rising
Step into the light and let the wild side through Dive into the night and hit the backstroke Don't look at The Times, it's a wild world true Forget all of the crimes, that the man do That the man do, that the man do that the man do, that the man do Step into the light and let the wild side through Dive into the night and hit the backstroke
Compositores: Ian Richard Mc Donald, Jacob Ludwig Olofsson, Marc Randolph Griffin, Omar Edwards, James Alexander Hau, Simon Azman Samaeng, Pete Jonas ECAD: Obra #41242558