Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dynamite., artist - Gallant. Date of issue: 25.03.2021
Song language: English
Dynamite. |
| Ooh |
| Ooh |
| If we lost our minds |
| Blew up like dynamite |
| Wouldn’t that be nice? |
| Wouldn’t that be nice? |
| If we gave up the life |
| Threw it all aside |
| Wouldn’t that be nice? |
| Wouldn’t that be nice? |
| Poured another shot of Bulleit after a fight |
| Then you took one look into my tortured eyes and you realized |
| That this was never what you came for |
| Something down the middle without the burn |
| It was volatile, money made it worse |
| Covered up the hurt |
| Plus you never could believe that I loved you |
| For exactly who you were |
| Before you got caught in the game |
| Before you changed your address and your name, girl |
| I never could have built this universe |
| Without you at the front of the gate |
| But you won’t look at me the same |
| So if we lost our minds |
| Blew up like dynamite |
| Wouldn’t that be nice? |
| Wouldn’t that be nice? |
| If we gave up the life |
| And threw it all aside |
| Wouldn’t that be nice? |
| Wouldn’t that be nice? |
| Oh-oh, the lit fuse is creeping up |
| Is time moving slow enough? |
| Caught in our collision course (Oh-oh) |
| Exactly what we signed up for (Exactly what we signed up for) |
| With Neptune in retrograde |
| Got used to the shine (Of rose-colored haze) |
| Now we’re restless in the cosmic bed we made |
| And I can’t read your mind, woah |
| Fortified, we were |
| Somewhere we crossed the line (Crossed the line) |
| And this guilty conscious stays in overdrive |
| Tryna rectify |
| Rearrange and redefine |
| Before we capsize |
| If we lost our minds (Lost our minds) |
| Blew up like dynamite (Dynamite) |
| Wouldn’t that be nice? |
| (Oh) |
| Wouldn’t that be nice? |
| If I gave up the life |
| Threw it all aside (Oh, baby) |
| Wouldn’t that be nice? |
| Wouldn’t that be nice? |
| (Oh) |
| Woah, woah |
| If I lost my mind |
| Lit the dynamite |
| Never compromised |
| Would it make it right? |
| If we gave up our life |
| And threw it all aside |
| Wouldn’t that be nice, babe? |
| Wouldn’t that be nice? |