Текст Catfish And The Bottlemen – Black Skinhead Mashup

I must admit, I can’t explain
Any of these thoughts racing
Through my brain, it’s true
See, baby I’m howling for you

There’s something wrong with this plot
The actors here have not got a clue
See, baby I’m howling for you

Four in the morning, and I’m zoning
I think I’m possessed, it’s an omen
I keep it 300, like the Romans
Keep it 300, like the Romans
Baby we’re living in the moment
I’ve been a menace for the longest
But I ain’t finished, I’m devoted
And you know it, and you know it

Shoot the runner
Shoot, shoot the runner
I’m a king and she’s my queen
Shoot the runner
Shoot, shoot the runner
I’m a king and she’s my queen

So come on, homie, what happened?
You brothers ain’t breathing you gasping
You’ve never been ready for action, no
So come on, homie, what happened?
You brothers ain’t breathing you gasping
You’ve never been ready for action, no

Four in the morning, and I’m zoning
I think I’m possessed, it’s an omen
I keep it 300, like the Romans