Lemon Drop

Lyrics
Should be sour, but it tastes so sweet Sugar melts on my tongue like ice cream in the heat But I feel the beat of the bass in my chest Won't let my head down; won't let me rest She my fun, she's my sour, she's my drop Waiting for somebody in the room to talk But with that hair, she's not quite what she seems She's something straight out of my dreams; She's harder to believe than what I can't see Sunlight melts on the glass like butter Waiting for us; I'm waiting for my mother Taken back in time to where I once was It's been so sublime Waiting for you on the steps of my home Waiting for you before I was alone I don't know what I want anymore She's my fun, she's my sour, she's my drop Waiting for somebody in the room to talk But with that hair she's not quite what she seems She's something straight out of my dreams She's harder to believe than what I can't see I don't got the time It's not so sublime when you're me I don't understand the things that pass right by me You're not on your own When I'm all alone You're not on your own You're not on your own! You're not on your own! You're not on your own! You're not on your own! You're not on your own!
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Credits
- Writers
- Josh Skyles
- Bo Rinke
- Paul Chu
- Cole Butler