Lyrics Ball Park Music – iFly
Text:
It was a very normal night
I was attending a party
And I had many different drinks
Made from sweet fermented fruit
I convinced myself
Of certain little things
I convinced myself
On a b-b-bed of strings
Of certain little things
I convinced myself
On a b-b-bed of strings
That home is just the rent
Where the goodie kids repent
And the blu-tack posters infiltrate my eye
Chorus:
I fucking love you, I think you’re pretty
I fucking love you, all of the time
I fucking love you, I think you’re pretty
And I wanna make you mine
I remember the first time
That I got to kiss you sober
I remember the first time
As if it is right now
I was just myself
Maybe I was less (who knows)
Now I have been both
And I’m convinced
That home is on a bus seat
Home can go without me
Home can reinvent itself today
Chorus
Alright
Sometimes
Everybody’s birthday
Signifies their first day
Going it alone in love (in love, in love)
Chorus x2
