Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song walk away as the door slams, artist - Carlie Hanson. Date of issue: 02.12.2021
Song language: English
walk away as the door slams |
| Club lights, we fight every night |
| Baby, I don’t wanna do that |
| Your type, jeans tight, dirty Sprite |
| She like «how the fuck you do that?» |
| I can’t be there all the time |
| But you know I gotta prove that |
| I can’t leave here anytime soon |
| I got something to do, yeah |
| Walk away as the door slams |
| You got blood on your poor hands |
| I just wanted to help, now I’m going to hell |
| Walk away as the door slams |
| I know you wanna Facetime, baby I have Samsung |
| When I met your mom, she told me I was handsome |
| You told me I’m sexy, do you still think that? |
| You told me that you loved me, do you still think that? |
| 3AM, climbing through your window |
| Ounce of the kush, blowing smoke out your window |
| You’re a thousand miles away, I snort a thousand lines |
| Step inside the club, cameras flashing in my eyes |
| 3AM, climbing through your window |
| Ounce of the kush, blowing smoke out your window |
| You’re a thousand miles away, I snort a thousand lines |
| Step inside the club, cameras flashing in my eyes |
| Club lights, we fight every night |
| Baby, I don’t wanna do that |
| Your type, jeans tight, dirty Sprite |
| She like «how the fuck you do that?» |
| I can’t be there all the time |
| But you know I gotta prove that |
| I can’t leave here anytime soon |
| I got something to do, yeah |
| Walk away as the door slams |
| You got blood on your poor hands |
| I just wanted to help, now I’m going to hell |
| Walk away as the door slams |