Lyrics: Naomi Namasenda/Erika Sirola
Music: Naomi Namasenda/Erika Sirola/Oscar Scheller
This is love, what it feels like love
This is bad, this is bad love
Bacardi leaking bottles
I lick them off the floor 'cause I can't even swallow
And I'll be here tomorrow
Tearing off my clothes when the sun is rising on me
I'm sorry 'bout the drama
Coming from the karma, I did it for the come up
Don't wanna write a love song
But always wanting more, always wanting more, more
This is love, what it feels like love
This is bad, this is bad love (That's what it is)
This is love, what it feels like love
This is bad, this is bad, this is
This is bad love
This is love, what it feels like love
This is bad, this is bad love (That's what it is)
This is love, what it feels like love
This is bad, this is bad, this is
This is bad love
Always at the bottom
Romantic to the core but you treat me like an option
I'm scared of the exposure
But always wanting more, always wanting more, more
This is love, what it feels like love
This is bad, this is bad love (That's what it is)
This is love, what it feels like love
This is bad, this is bad, this is
This is bad love
This is love, what it feels like love
This is bad, this is bad love (That's what it is)
This is love, what it feels like love
This is bad, this is bad, this is
This is bad love
I'm trying to imagine that somebody could be home
The greatest thing I overheard is that we're all alone
This is love, what it feels like love
This is bad, this is bad love
This is love, what it feels like love
This is bad, this is bad, this is
This is love, what it feels like love
This is bad, this is bad love (That's what it is)
This is love, what it feels like love
This is bad, this is bad, this is
This is bad love
This is love, what it feels like love
This is bad, this is bad love
This is love, what it feels like love
This is bad, this is bad, this is
This is bad love
This is bad love
Bad, this is bad, this is
This is bad love