Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blah Loops, artist - Like. Date of issue: 29.09.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Blah Loops |
| You’re like a spaceship sent for me |
| 'Bout to beam me up and take me high away |
| Lightyears ahead yeah |
| Can’t picture life without you |
| Like a twelve-piece symphony |
| Creating melodies all around you love |
| Lightyears ahead yeah |
| Simple-minded talk about you but |
| Blah blah blah is all you hear |
| Blah blah blah is all you hear |
| Blah blah blah is all you hear |
| Blah blah blah |
| Loops playing |
| Sweet tooth for your love let’s soufflé it |
| I’m too faded off wine, what’s this? |
| Zinfandel? |
| Nah I’m not seeing double |
| Nah you just thick as hell |
| Won’t kiss and tell |
| But I dreamed this on a wishing well |
| Moments pursuing my life |
| And yeah I treat you well |
| Maybe a night in Versailles will light up your eyes |
| Picnic blankets |
| Watching fire flowers light up the sky |
| Intimate as the stroke of a brush |
| Records spinning, smoking blunts |
| Discussing plans to shift the culture for once |
| We engaged like we ain’t spoken in months |
| I mean it’s heavy how we both can’t get enough |
| How we both can get a rush off of touch |
| Off of touch |
| Yeah off of touch |
| Off of what |
| Yeah yeah |
| You’re like a spaceship sent for me |
| 'Bout to beam me up and take me high away |
| Lightyears ahead yeah |
| Can’t picture life without you |
| Like a twelve-piece symphony |
| Creating melodies all around you love |
| Lightyears ahead yeah |
| The simple-minded blah loops |
| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooooh |
| I told you, ooh, ooh |
| It was co-ooh-ool |
| To fall for me |
| Baby let it be cause |
| I ain’t the wuh-uh-one |
| People go and co-uh-ome |
| So temporary-he-he |
| It ends terribly, so just let it be |
| Hu, hu, hu, hu, hu |
| I told you, hoo, ooh |
| It was co-ooh-ool |
| To fall for me |
| Baby let it be cause |
| I ain’t the wuh-uh-one |
| People go and co-uh-ome |
| So temporary-he-he |
| It ends terribly so |
| Boy just be free |
| Playing in my mind like it’s programming |
| Feel like some '95 type slow jamming |
| Vintage picture |
| Films with the old cameras |
| Been told I hold manners like an old grandpa |
| So anti |
| So high you’re on standby |
| Smoke weed and took the redeye |
| Too jedi she said I |
| Bring her lots of joy and I |
| Replied, «I wish we could press rewind.» |
| Sipping red wine on Delta Airlines |
| Thanking God I still got my hairline, word word |
| Thanking God I never sold my soul, word word |
| Independent I control my own, word word |
| I need a queen with me to share the throne |
| Trust me enough to not go through my phone |
| I found a nice groove I think I’m in my zone |
| Just finished this rhyme I’m 'bout to land in Rome |
| You’re like a spaceship sent for me |
| 'Bout to beam me up and take me high away |
| Lightyears ahead yeah |
| Can’t picture life without you |
| Like a twelve-piece symphony |
| Creating melodies all around you love |
| Lightyears ahead yeah |
| The simple-minded talk about you but, damn |
| Blah blah blah is all you hear |
| Blah blah blah is all you hear |
| Blah blah blah is all you hear |
| Blah blah blah |