Until We Meet Again - Girl No.15

To the girl on number 15
She's got her lungs filled with nicotine
Captures her living on her wall
She's got Pictures of it all,
Perfume the smell of gasoline

Could you fire me up?
Like that lighter you got,
Hanging out in your skinny jeans
We're gonna fire you up,
Honey don't spill a drop
I'll let you know what I mean

I'm on top of the world she's
On top of my soul
(SHE'S GOT AN APPETITE FOR IT)
She eats their food with her hands oh
Cutlery's saved for the brawl

Sedative dust fingering her smile
Her whole world feels fuzzy for a while
Weighted carefully before
But she's coming back for more
She only takes herself out in style

Now should you feel blessed
By her hugs, muscles stressed
Jaws dancing more than before
she wouldn't have no rest
Before your heart broke your chest
And got her sheets on the floor.

I'm on top of the world she's
On top of my soul
(SHE'S GOT AN APPETITE FOR IT)
She eats their food with her hands oh
Cutlery's saved for the brawl

I'm on top of the world she's
On top of my soul
(SHE'S GOT AN APPETITE FOR IT)
She eats their food with her hands oh
Cutlery's saved for the brawl

Written by:
Jayen Sanders, Michel Mingels, Tristan Nieuwenhuijzen

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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