Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 11:11, artist - Waterparks. Album song Entertainment, in the genre Панк
Date of issue: 25.01.2018
Record label: Easy Life
Song language: English
11:11 |
You’re the beach on Christmas Eve |
Wrong place, good time, consistently |
I feel like a walking love song |
When you do me like that can you tell my brain turns off? |
No |
My favorite set of stairs is the one up to your room |
And my heavy set of cares evaporates all around you |
Evil comes in pairs and we like what we do |
You’ve got me feeling like a walking love song |
I must’ve caught you from 11:11 |
My lucky number 7 |
I try to hide with my words |
But you just find me clever |
I found a million places |
You’d be worth the chases to go-oh-oh… |
From 7−11's to California Heavens |
I try to hide with my words |
But you just find me clever |
I found a million places |
You’d be worth the chases to go-oh-oh… |
Click your heels, I’ll take you home |
I found your slipper in the cold |
I feel like a played out love song |
Since when’s it hurt so bad |
Can you help me turn this off? |
No |
My favorite set of stairs is the one up to your room |
And my heavy set of cares evaporates all around you |
Evil comes in pairs and we like what we do |
You’ve got me feeling like a walking love song |
I must’ve caught you from 11:11 |
My lucky number 7 |
I try to hide with my words |
But you just find me clever |
I found a million places |
You’d be worth the chases to go-oh-oh… |
From 7−11's to California Heavens |
I try to hide with my words |
But you just find me clever |
I found a million places |
You’d be worth the chases to go-oh-oh… |
To go-oh-oh… |
Let’s tangle our legs again |
The world doesn’t need us to leave our heads |
Let’s tie our breath in knots again |
Nothing’s complicated if we pretend |
My favorite set of stairs is the one up to your room |
And my heavy set of cares evaporates all around you |
My favorite time to stare’s when my eyes are on you |
You’ve got me feeling like a walking love song |
I must’ve caught you from 11:11 |
My lucky number 7 |
I try to hide with my words |
But you just find me clever |
I found a million places |
You’d be worth the chases to go-oh-oh… |
From 7−11's to California Heavens |
I try to hide with my words |
But you just find me clever |
I found a million places |
You’d be worth the chases to go-oh-oh… |
To go-oh-oh… |
My favorite set of stairs is the one up to your room |
And my heavy set of cares evaporates all around you |
Evil comes in pairs and we like what we do |
You’ve got me feeling like a walking love song |