Letra de Twice - Catfish And The Bottlemen
Letra de canci�n de Twice de Catfish And The Bottlemen lyrics
Maybe I don't mind just getting high in mine
Shouting over music with a friend who's like a brother
Because if I get time I'd just regret most shit
From every hangover my head feels
To every ex I didn't treat right
To every Monday I called in sick
To every argument I let slide
Christ
I ain't ever going back to thinking straight
Twice
Twice, it brung me down but it's the last time
Maybe I'll grow tired of you bitchin' all the time
'Cause when you love the way you're living it get's hard to fret about much
Because if I got time I'd just regret most shit
From every hangover my head feels
To every ex I didn't treat right
To every Monday I called in sick
To every argument I let slide
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Christ
I ain't ever going back to thinking straight
Twice
Twice, it brung me down but it's the last time
Christ
I ain't ever going back to thinking straight
Twice
Twice, it brung me down but it's the last time
From every hangover my head feels
To every ex I didn't treat right
To every Monday I called in sick
To every argument I let slide
Christ
I ain't ever going back to thinking straight
Twice (yeah, twice)
Twice, it brung me down but it's the last time
Shouting over music with a friend who's like a brother
Because if I get time I'd just regret most shit
From every hangover my head feels
To every ex I didn't treat right
To every Monday I called in sick
To every argument I let slide
Christ
I ain't ever going back to thinking straight
Twice
Twice, it brung me down but it's the last time
Maybe I'll grow tired of you bitchin' all the time
'Cause when you love the way you're living it get's hard to fret about much
Because if I got time I'd just regret most shit
From every hangover my head feels
To every ex I didn't treat right
To every Monday I called in sick
To every argument I let slide
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/twice-catfish-and-the-bottlemen.php
Christ
I ain't ever going back to thinking straight
Twice
Twice, it brung me down but it's the last time
Christ
I ain't ever going back to thinking straight
Twice
Twice, it brung me down but it's the last time
From every hangover my head feels
To every ex I didn't treat right
To every Monday I called in sick
To every argument I let slide
Christ
I ain't ever going back to thinking straight
Twice (yeah, twice)
Twice, it brung me down but it's the last time
