3 months 3 weeks 3 days, not faded
I take a walk and light it up
Decided I'm not done with celebrating
We debate if I was right or not
I really try to take in what you're saying
When my feelings super heightened
I can't shake em
The way you light me up
I wanna write it up
How I would say it when I'm on the stage
And I see all these faces but they fade in
I can park it up, we can spark it up
And run away
Or I can show you how I play it yeah
Said I'm up next
Hit a beat like I'm the bassline
I don't wanna text
Can I call you on a FaceTime
I don't need to flex
Now you're feeling on my waistline
Pictures in my head
But I really wanna paint mine
Let me say a toast yo
Got it on ghost mode
F*cking up ozone
Pretty like Post Malone
City of Sydney get litty
Go silly for gritty and postcodes
Yeah
Really put em
Really put em on it
Really wanna rock it with a rhythm
And I'm on it
Really wanna talk it
Wanna give it how I'm on it
Wanna live it how I want it
I don't live it how they want it
You get me yeah
I know that you won't forget me
And since you've met me
I've kept every letter you've sent me
Yeah
Sitting outside at the back of the bnb
Skies all black, queue a track
And it's on repeat
Night's gone quiet
Couple cars coming through the street
I didn't even tell you where we are
But I'm in the breeze
Soaking up interstate scene with Sydney steeze
Open it with a straight clean
Chuck it with the beat
Snuck in with the team
Check it with the street
Chuck it with the cheese
Choke up on my g's what they mean to me
Said I'm up next
Hit a beat like I'm the bassline
I don't wanna text
Can I call you on a (bassline)
I don't need to flex
Now you're feeling on my waistline
Pictures in my head
But I really wanna paint mine
Let me say a toast yo
Got it on ghost mode
F*cking up ozone
Keeping it close, quote
City of Sydney get litty
Go silly for gritty and postcodes
Really put em on it
Super sound secret
Really wanna rock it with a rhythm
And I keep it
Really wanna talk it
Wanna give it how I bleed it
Wanna live it how I want it
I should live it how I need it
But I got you
And I feel the things you go through
I don't want to but it's not new
Hope you read the letters I wrote you
lil pixie - MEMRIES Lyrics
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3 months 3 weeks 3 days, not faded
I take a walk and light it up
Decided I'm not done with celebrating
We debate if I was right or not
I really try to take in what you're saying
When my feelings super heightened
I can't shake em
The way you light me up
I wanna write it up
How I would say it when I'm on the stage
And I see all these faces but they fade in
I can park it up, we can spark it up
And run away
Or I can show you how I play it yeah
Said I'm up next
Hit a beat like I'm the bassline
I don't wanna text
Can I call you on a FaceTime
I don't need to flex
Now you're feeling on my waistline
Pictures in my head
But I really wanna paint mine
Let me say a toast yo
Got it on ghost mode
F*cking up ozone
Pretty like Post Malone
City of Sydney get litty
Go silly for gritty and postcodes
Yeah
Really put em
Really put em on it
Really wanna rock it with a rhythm
And I'm on it
Really wanna talk it
Wanna give it how I'm on it
Wanna live it how I want it
I don't live it how they want it
You get me yeah
I know that you won't forget me
And since you've met me
I've kept every letter you've sent me
Yeah
Sitting outside at the back of the bnb
Skies all black, queue a track
And it's on repeat
Night's gone quiet
Couple cars coming through the street
I didn't even tell you where we are
But I'm in the breeze
Soaking up interstate scene with Sydney steeze
Open it with a straight clean
Chuck it with the beat
Snuck in with the team
Check it with the street
Chuck it with the cheese
Choke up on my g's what they mean to me
Said I'm up next
Hit a beat like I'm the bassline
I don't wanna text
Can I call you on a (bassline)
I don't need to flex
Now you're feeling on my waistline
Pictures in my head
But I really wanna paint mine
Let me say a toast yo
Got it on ghost mode
F*cking up ozone
Keeping it close, quote
City of Sydney get litty
Go silly for gritty and postcodes
Really put em on it
Super sound secret
Really wanna rock it with a rhythm
And I keep it
Really wanna talk it
Wanna give it how I bleed it
Wanna live it how I want it
I should live it how I need it
But I got you
And I feel the things you go through
I don't want to but it's not new
Hope you read the letters I wrote you
I take a walk and light it up
Decided I'm not done with celebrating
We debate if I was right or not
I really try to take in what you're saying
When my feelings super heightened
I can't shake em
The way you light me up
I wanna write it up
How I would say it when I'm on the stage
And I see all these faces but they fade in
I can park it up, we can spark it up
And run away
Or I can show you how I play it yeah
Said I'm up next
Hit a beat like I'm the bassline
I don't wanna text
Can I call you on a FaceTime
I don't need to flex
Now you're feeling on my waistline
Pictures in my head
But I really wanna paint mine
Let me say a toast yo
Got it on ghost mode
F*cking up ozone
Pretty like Post Malone
City of Sydney get litty
Go silly for gritty and postcodes
Yeah
Really put em
Really put em on it
Really wanna rock it with a rhythm
And I'm on it
Really wanna talk it
Wanna give it how I'm on it
Wanna live it how I want it
I don't live it how they want it
You get me yeah
I know that you won't forget me
And since you've met me
I've kept every letter you've sent me
Yeah
Sitting outside at the back of the bnb
Skies all black, queue a track
And it's on repeat
Night's gone quiet
Couple cars coming through the street
I didn't even tell you where we are
But I'm in the breeze
Soaking up interstate scene with Sydney steeze
Open it with a straight clean
Chuck it with the beat
Snuck in with the team
Check it with the street
Chuck it with the cheese
Choke up on my g's what they mean to me
Said I'm up next
Hit a beat like I'm the bassline
I don't wanna text
Can I call you on a (bassline)
I don't need to flex
Now you're feeling on my waistline
Pictures in my head
But I really wanna paint mine
Let me say a toast yo
Got it on ghost mode
F*cking up ozone
Keeping it close, quote
City of Sydney get litty
Go silly for gritty and postcodes
Really put em on it
Super sound secret
Really wanna rock it with a rhythm
And I keep it
Really wanna talk it
Wanna give it how I bleed it
Wanna live it how I want it
I should live it how I need it
But I got you
And I feel the things you go through
I don't want to but it's not new
Hope you read the letters I wrote you
Writer: Pixie Cortejos, LILPIXIE
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid