"Hurricane" lyrics
Cheat Codes, Grey & Tyson Ritter Lyrics
Some people fall too fast
Crash too hard
Some are fighting demons
That never seem to leave them
And some people cut too deep
Hard to reach
Never answer phone calls
It hurts less if they don't talk
Holding our hearts in our hands
Bury your head in the sand
Give but we never get back
Folding the cards we been dealt
Feelings we shouldn't have felt
I'm goin' outta my head
Three cheers to the ones that don't grow up
24 forever till we self destruct
Lifestyles of the broke and dangerous
Maybe they'll name a hurricane after us
Three cheers to the ones that made it
Top spot of your favourite playlist
Who cares how we got this famous but
Maybe they'll name a hurricane after us
We don't wanna go home we ain't in a rush
Never hear the alarm when we coming up
Coming down in a hotel hot tub
Twenty two missed calls when we wake up
Holding our hearts in our hands
Bury your head in the sand
Give but we never get back
Folding the cards we been dealt
Feelings we shouldn't have felt
I'm goin' outta my head (I'm goin outta my head)
Three cheers to the ones that don't grow up
24 forever till we self destruct
Lifestyles of the broke and dangerous
Maybe they'll name a hurricane after us
Three cheers to the ones that made it
Top spot of your favourite playlist
Who cares how we got this famous but
Maybe they'll name a hurricane after us
Woah oh, oh, woah oh, oh oh
Woah oh, oh, woah oh, oh oh oh
Woah oh, oh, woah oh, oh oh oh
Maybe they'll name a hurricane after us
Three cheers to the ones that don't grow up
24 forever till we self destruct
Lifestyles of the broke and dangerous
Maybe they'll name a hurricane after us
Crash too hard
Some are fighting demons
That never seem to leave them
And some people cut too deep
Hard to reach
Never answer phone calls
It hurts less if they don't talk
Holding our hearts in our hands
Bury your head in the sand
Give but we never get back
Folding the cards we been dealt
Feelings we shouldn't have felt
I'm goin' outta my head
Three cheers to the ones that don't grow up
24 forever till we self destruct
Lifestyles of the broke and dangerous
Maybe they'll name a hurricane after us
Three cheers to the ones that made it
Top spot of your favourite playlist
Who cares how we got this famous but
Maybe they'll name a hurricane after us
We don't wanna go home we ain't in a rush
Never hear the alarm when we coming up
Coming down in a hotel hot tub
Twenty two missed calls when we wake up
Holding our hearts in our hands
Bury your head in the sand
Give but we never get back
Folding the cards we been dealt
Feelings we shouldn't have felt
I'm goin' outta my head (I'm goin outta my head)
Three cheers to the ones that don't grow up
24 forever till we self destruct
Lifestyles of the broke and dangerous
Maybe they'll name a hurricane after us
Three cheers to the ones that made it
Top spot of your favourite playlist
Who cares how we got this famous but
Maybe they'll name a hurricane after us
Woah oh, oh, woah oh, oh oh
Woah oh, oh, woah oh, oh oh oh
Woah oh, oh, woah oh, oh oh oh
Maybe they'll name a hurricane after us
Three cheers to the ones that don't grow up
24 forever till we self destruct
Lifestyles of the broke and dangerous
Maybe they'll name a hurricane after us
Thanks to Letras for correcting these lyrics.
Writer(s): Trevor Edmund Dahl, Matthew Russell Elifritz, Kevin Pederson, Michael G. Trewartha, Kyle Mark Trewartha, Tyson Ritter, Jordan Shaw, Nicholas Schneider, Roxanne Emery
