HONNE and Khalid - THREE STRIKES

Mm-mm-mm
Yeah, turn me up
Ah-mm-yeah
Mm-hey-hmm

Been a minute since I've been in my bag
I've gotten so far detached
Summer's gotten darker than the last
But it's fucked being sad
When you're in it, man, this life hits you fast
But I'm learning how to deal
With the weight of the world on your lap
Got to pinch yourself to make sure it's real

As these three strikes hang over my head, mm
As these three strikes hang over my head, mm

Been a minute since I've walked out alone
Keeping my head in phone
Stuck in my room, I feel safe on my own
And uncomfortable at the same time
They say that the pain comes and goes
And so once it explodes you'd better hold on
To the love that you know
Because you've still got, you've still got your soul

As these three strikes hang over my head, mm (my head)
As these three strikes hang over my head
These three strikes hang over my head
As these three strikes hang over my head (mm)
As these three strikes hang over my head (head), mm

Three strikes and I'm out
My light's gone out
I won't be the same again
Three strikes and I'm out
I need time out
So I can feel sane again

As these three strikes hang over my head, mm (my head)
As these three strikes hang over my head
These three strikes hang over my head
As these three strikes hang over my head (ah)
As these three strikes hang over my head (head), mm

Written by:
Andrew Clutterbuck, James William Hatcher, Khalid Robinson

Publisher:
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find