DnB and Dubstep Hungary: November 2015

Tuesday, 17 November 2015

You are no good for me no more,
We don’t know how to love without a war.
We’re a disease without a cure,
You wanna hurt just a little, hurt just a little more.
We are casually cruel,
You were my training wheels and april fools,
But our tolerance is full,
Don’t wanna hurt anybody, hurt anyone no more.
Length is a pity, watching your pretty smile so warm
And I am already halfway out the door.
And you’ll go and kiss me, say you were tipsy
Baby, I lose my cool
When I get emotional.
I get emotional.
You get emotional, too.
I get emotional.
We’re comfortably dysfunctional, I get emotional.
I get emotional.
You get emotional, too.
I get emotional.
We’re comfortably dysfunctional, I get emotional.
You are detention after school,
You are November in the swimming pool.
A speeding car running on fumes,
We can drive just a little, drive just a little more.
You are a trampoline with wings,
We’re only jumping out of tendency.
Cause now we both need different things,
So I’ll be coming off these streets.
Length is a pity, watching your pretty smile so warm
And I am already halfway out the door.
And you’ll go and kiss me, say you were tipsy,
Baby, I lose my cool
When I get emotional.
I get emotional.
You get emotional, too.
I get emotional.
We’re comfortably dysfunctional, I get emotional.
I get emotional.
You get emotional, too.
I get emotional.
We’re comfortably dysfunctional, I get emotional