F.T.S.

Maybe it’s time to take a leap of faith
And come to my senses and take my shirt off in the rain
Strike a fucking match of love and desire and warm my hands up in the flames
Whatever happened to freedom and honesty
What matters to you you you
It’s not that deep to me
Fuck that shit
Ah yeah
Flip the script
Ah yeah
Inside of me
Ah oo oo oo oo oo
Fuck that shit
I am
Over it
Ah yeah
Off the grid
Ah oo oo oo oo oo oo
I’m in love
You’re on games
Switching up
Switching lanes
Won’t fight the urge I’ll go insane
I’ll say what I want if that shit’s true (true)
Ah yeah
If that shit’s true
If that shit’s true
Whatever happened to freedom and honesty
What matters to you you you
It’s not that deep to me
Fuck that shit
Ah yeah
Flip the script
Ah yeah
Inside of me
Ah oo oo oo oo oo
Fuck that shit
I am
Over it
Ah yeah
Off the grid
Ah oo oo oo oo oo oo