Sundarta - Sour Apple Lyrics

Warm air through my window
My mind alive as the world outside
I'm so gone it's not cold anymore
Are you the reason I'm alive
Slow rollercoaster only going up
Waiting for the drop I'm all worked up
Faking it farther than we should
Still banking on making it
This big city is where it's at
I ask again you seem sure of that
Apples can be sweet but also sour
Maybe you and me can climb so high
Make this big town ours
My skin feels hot to the touch of my hand
Nothing's going according to plan
I think of you it's not sad anymore
Still not broken just black and blue
Slow rollercoaster only going up
Waiting for the drop I'm all worked up
Faking it farther than we should
Still banking on making it
This big city is where it's at
I ask again you seem sure of that
Apples can be sweet but also sour
Maybe you and me can climb so high
Make this big town ours
Call it off I want it gone
Call me never I'm not the one
I will forget that's what I want
And once it's all over and done I will go back to having fun
My wounds will be gone