Third Culture - whispers

Well I was only half awake like the middle of dawn
Barely whispers from nights I could hear the shouts
Move your feet you're not running in sand, running home, running home
Move to me like the mornings past, running home running home

That's here that's home that's on for life
Would you be there, beware to hold me high
If that's a convenience I make occasions
No, I don't dance I just need my payment

Tell you I'm high there's no need to get home
But you drop me by 9 say the nights getting cold
Don't turn on me now
Don't fall to the flow
Was green when me we met
Now the reds all I know

Won't you come
Come have fun
Fun with me

Look at the way that you moving I lose it
Loving you's easy, it's harder to choose it
Look in the mirror, I'm feeling translucent
Caught in the middle of hollow and clueless
When I'm all alone sometimes I don't know
Get inside my mind I need grams and patron
We had hella time but we nothing to show
Why do I try when I know it won't grow
Why do I try when I know that you won't
Give me your life like I want it for show
But I know thats not so fair so I ask
Why don't you come with me lets go and dance

Tell you I'm high there's no need to get home
But you drop me by 9 say the nights getting cold
Don't turn on me now
Don't fall to the flow
Was green when me we met
Now the reds all I know

Tell you I'm high there's no need to get home
But you drop me by 9 say the nights getting cold
Don't turn on me now
Don't fall to the flow
Was green when me we met
Now the reds all I know

Written by:
Srivatsav Pyda, Emil Irimpan

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