Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Saints, artist - Alice Kristiansen. Date of issue: 28.06.2018
Song language: English
Saints |
| Late night, blurry vision |
| You and me back in this position |
| Hang tight, baby listen |
| When you wanna leave, take me by the wrist |
| And let’s go missing |
| Fall into your bed with that hunger in your eyes |
| I can only pray your roommate took her Ambien tonight |
| Folks can call us juvenile, we can call them jealous |
| We believe that staying young’s a choice |
| No matter what they tell us |
| No matter what they tell us |
| They say what, what a shame |
| But we ain’t the kind to go and change |
| We stay astray misbehave nowadays |
| Cuz we ain’t tryna be saints |
| Cuz we ain’t tryna be, tryna be saints |
| Cuz we ain’t tryna be, tryna be saints |
| Slow dance on the bleachers |
| I love it when you’re smoking in that old Nirvana t-shirt |
| Slow jams on your broken speakers |
| Life and times of the dreamers and the simple creatures |
| Fill your paper coffee cups with seven dollar wine |
| Your roommate’s probably praying that we’ll sleep at mine tonight |
| She can call us juvenile, we can call her jealous |
| We believe that staying young’s a choice |
| No matter what they tell us |
| No matter what they tell us |
| They say what, what a shame |
| But we ain’t the kind to go and change |
| We stay astray misbehave nowadays |
| Cuz we ain’t tryna be saints |
| Cuz we ain’t tryna be, tryna be saints |
| Cuz we ain’t tryna be, tryna be saints |
| Honestly my fear of missing out will be the death of me |
| Can’t say no to saying yes at every opportunity |
| Holy Spirit I can feel it in my bones, oh |
| I’m no sinner but together I just might forsake my soul |
| They say what, what a shame |
| But we ain’t the kind to go and change |
| We stay astray misbehave nowadays |
| Cuz we ain’t tryna be saints |
| Cuz we ain’t tryna be, tryna be saints |
| Cuz we ain’t tryna be, tryna be saints |
| Cuz we ain’t tryna be, tryna be saints |