"From Berlin To Sydney" lyrics
(feat. Clover!)
[Fat Nick:]
I try to forget it
I thought we would never go back
White lines racked up to the morning
Something's off, I can't ignore it
Cigarettes on cigarettes on my mind stain
I see there's anything we look, but every time when you wink
She's a cheap thrill chaser, Wockhardt taster
God, who raised her? I don't wanna give her up
I don't know where my heart goes
I don't know where we stand, no
Every time it turns out we're alright
We fuck it up with ketamine and cold lines
I don't know where my heart goes
I don't know where we stand, no
Every time it turns out we're alright
We fuck it up with ketamine and cold lines
[Clover!:]
She a bad girl, loves to break the rules
And she live a fast life, she don't like to keep it cool
I don't care, I want her anyway
And she love to party hard, yeah, it's through day to day
She love it when her heart race, taking coke to the face
And I swear that she insane, the way she beggin' to stay
I love it when she turn away, something I'll never hate
When she walkin' down the hall, dopamine in my brain, brain, br-br-br-
[Fat Nick:]
I don't know where my heart goes
I don't know where we stand, no
Every time it turns out we're alright
We fuck it up with ketamine and cold lines
I don't know where my heart goes
I don't know where we stand, no
Every time it turns out we're alright
We fuck it up with ketamine and cold lines
[Clover!:]
Talk down, Corvette in the moonlight
As long as I'm here with you, baby, we'll be alright
Turn it up, fucked up, 'til the sunlight
Let's lose our minds on ketamine and cold lines
Talk down, Corvette in the moonlight
As long as I'm here with you, baby, we'll be alright
Turn it up, fucked up, 'til the sunlight
Let's lose our minds on ketamine and cold lines
I try to forget it
I thought we would never go back
White lines racked up to the morning
Something's off, I can't ignore it
Cigarettes on cigarettes on my mind stain
I see there's anything we look, but every time when you wink
She's a cheap thrill chaser, Wockhardt taster
God, who raised her? I don't wanna give her up
I don't know where my heart goes
I don't know where we stand, no
Every time it turns out we're alright
We fuck it up with ketamine and cold lines
I don't know where my heart goes
I don't know where we stand, no
Every time it turns out we're alright
We fuck it up with ketamine and cold lines
[Clover!:]
She a bad girl, loves to break the rules
And she live a fast life, she don't like to keep it cool
I don't care, I want her anyway
And she love to party hard, yeah, it's through day to day
She love it when her heart race, taking coke to the face
And I swear that she insane, the way she beggin' to stay
I love it when she turn away, something I'll never hate
When she walkin' down the hall, dopamine in my brain, brain, br-br-br-
[Fat Nick:]
I don't know where my heart goes
I don't know where we stand, no
Every time it turns out we're alright
We fuck it up with ketamine and cold lines
I don't know where my heart goes
I don't know where we stand, no
Every time it turns out we're alright
We fuck it up with ketamine and cold lines
[Clover!:]
Talk down, Corvette in the moonlight
As long as I'm here with you, baby, we'll be alright
Turn it up, fucked up, 'til the sunlight
Let's lose our minds on ketamine and cold lines
Talk down, Corvette in the moonlight
As long as I'm here with you, baby, we'll be alright
Turn it up, fucked up, 'til the sunlight
Let's lose our minds on ketamine and cold lines
