Into It. Over It. - Poor Souls на Lyrkit

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Into It. Over It.

Poor Souls

Poor Souls

Long nights
Last call
Bloodshot eyes
From some drinks too tall
I breathe in deep and
I swear to God I'll die if I go home alone tonight

I raise my head slow
Hoping to find
A girl I don't know
Who wouldn't mind showing a good time
To feeling alright with
Doing something we might regret in the morning

You, in your cardigan
You're tired of all your friends
You, with your hair pulled back just right
You're bored with your boyfriend
Well, I want to be with you tonight
With our legs crossed and our tongues tied
So, which one of you poor souls wants to drive me home?
I swear to God I'll die if I go home alone tonight

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