Текст песни Khalid - Saturday Nights

Saturday nights, blueberry cigarillosSwishers make my throat hurtRolling OCB's on the side for meLight 'em up and let 'em both burnFamily feuds, say your mom's confusedOff of shit she doesn't wanna learnBut daddy's gone, say he's never homeAnd wishing only makes it worseI guess there's certain dreams that you gotta keep'Cause they'll only know what you let 'em seeAll the things that I knowThat your parents don'tThey don't care like I doNowhere like I doAnd all the things that I knowThat your parents don'tThey don't care like I doNowhere like I doNowhere like I doNowhere like I doSaturday nights, light gray SilveradoYou drive it 'cause you have toStay up working late at a job you hateFix your makeup in a dirty bathroomNo more love, in and out of clubsKnowing what you gotta doYou've got plans wrapped in rubber bandsAnd that's the only thing you'll never lose

I guess there's certain dreams that you gotta keep'Cause they'll only know what you let 'em seeAll the things that I knowThat your parents don'tThey don't care like I doNowhere like I doAnd all the things that I knowThat your parents don'tThey don't care like I doNowhere like I doNowhere like I do'Cause I care, I care about youThere's nowhere I'd rather beThan right here around youI care, care about youThere's nowhere I'd rather beAll the things that I knowThat your parents don'tThey don't care about youNowhere like I doAll the things that I knowThat your parents don'tDon't care about youNowhere like INowhere like I do (Do, do, do)Nowhere like I do (Do, do, do)Nowhere like I do (Do, do, do)Nowhere like I do (Do, do, do)
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