I love smoking up our room, yeah.
Golden hours of mood when we get it all going.
Cristobal Paye and the hairs on the back of our necks Are all raising the feelings amazing tonight
I want it over and over again Over and over again
I want it over and over again Build a page out of my mind
For you to taste with your own eyes Ooh
If I can keep one thing in this life, is this right?
Hey
If I can keep one thing in this life, it's this right here, yeah.
There's a number on the clocks we're trying to break, our energy is never late, no, no, no.
This could be the great escape, nobody Could find us in this hiding place, our bodies
Floating here, feet off the floor Begging for another day in paradise
Wouldn't that be nice?
So we could do it all over again
I wanna do it all over again Build a page out of my mind
For you to taste with your own eyes
If I can keep one thing in this life, it's this right here
If I can keep one thing in this life, it's this right here in me Over and over again, I want it over and over again
Yeah
