Lyrics: Viktor Vardanyan/Theo Grison
Music: Viktor Vardanyan
Fight to the bitter end,
Honey we’ll fly with the Minute Men,
If you put your hands up
I know lies were a better sin,
Screaming like a fire would’ve been the end,
Go and fix your make-up
Come find, out if you wanna man who could really turn your life into some grand
Gotta put the pants on
I know you’re so light, so let me grab on to you,
I never bite, unless you really want me to
Dance some
I show need, when it’s right, I don’t fake that
I wont read, what’s on your phone, so let’s face that
I told Mims, you’re for me, so don’t hate them
If I’m all that you need, run away then
Run away then, run away then (x4)
Now I’m done making faces
I don’t know what the phrase is
Fill up tank and I know where the place is
Pull up front and I’m off to the races
You call it fake,
Cannot front when you found your place
I’m on my way, and I want you more when you stay
In a way, thinking I’m fine while you’re making your stain
Gimme like 5 many minutes I’ll cave,
Make it your while while I make it my pain, yeah
(x2)
I show need, when it’s right, I don’t fake that
I wont read, what’s on your phone, so let’s face that
I told Mims, you’re for me, so don’t hate them
If I’m all that you need, run away then
Run away then, run away then (x4)