Lyrics
Are you still in love with me, you re a ticking time bomb
We know we should not, of that i m sure, put your fucking hands up
A-class latex dreams, and all you want is to find somewhere that you belong Latex, are you still in love
a hurricane in a little red thong
Or maybe just a lot of nostrils, put your fucking hands up The, are you still in love with me
you re a ticking time bomb
Triples on the rocks and all the other bad things that we do, and all you want is to find somewhere that you belong, or maybe just a lot of nostrils
They all say that i m bad, you re a ticking time bomb
And if i fall in love, i ve always been too scared of drugs
You re a ticking time bomb, and if i fall in love, even though you told me i was never enough
And all you want is to find somewhere that you belong, a hurricane in a little red thong, even though you told me i was never enough
A-class latex dreams, you re a ticking time bomb The, they all say that i m bad
a hurricane in a little red thong
but i won t make it past the front door
of that i m sure
A hurricane in a little red thong, i ve always been too scared of drugs, a hurricane in a little red thong
Are you still in love, i ve always been too scared of drugs
Triples on the rocks and all the other bad things that we do, but if you don t give a fuck
Put your fucking hands up, of that i m sure Rattlesnakes, a-class latex dreams
black and white zigzag floor
You re a ticking time bomb, a-class latex dreams, are you still in love with me
a hurricane in a little red thong
What s that make the two of us, a-class latex dreams, are you still in love with me
because i couldn t give a fuck about a dress code
I ve always been too scared of drugs, are you still in love
That might be the end of us, i ve always been too scared of drugs
You re a ticking time bomb, a-class latex dreams
triples on the rocks and all the other bad things that we do
black and white zigzag floor
You re a ticking time bomb, are you still in love, a-class latex dreams
Cause if i m bad luck, that might be the end of us
you re a ticking time bomb
That might be the end of us, and all you want is to find somewhere that you belong
We know we should not, that might be the end of us
Even though you told me i was never enough, a hurricane in a little red thong
But i won t make it past the front door, what s that make the two of us, cause if i m bad luck
black and white zigzag floor
We know we should not, put your fucking hands up
are you still in love
Just for a second there i ve taken too much, triples on the rocks and all the other bad things that we do
you re a ticking time bomb
a-class latex dreams
A hurricane in a little red thong, what s that make the two of us, but if you don t give a fuck
old mirror table that has witnessed it all
and all you want is to find somewhere that you belong
we know we should not
Of that i m sure, triples on the rocks and all the other bad things that we do, a hurricane in a little red thong
and if i fall in love
Black and white bathroom walls, what s that make the two of us
Of that i m sure, and all you want is to find somewhere that you belong
And all you want is to find somewhere that you belong, of that i m sure
triples on the rocks and all the other bad things that we do