And it feels like rain Down here the river, meets the sea And in the sticky heat I feel ya' open up to me Love comes out of nowhere baby, just like a hurricane Lying here, underneath the stars right next to you And I'm wondering who you are and How do

But that's all I wanna do right now I wanna sleep next to you And I wanna come home to you So come over now and talk me down But home is just a room full of my safest sounds I wanna hold hands with you (Talk me down) But I wanna sleep next to you 'Cause

Just like that you're six years old and you take a nap and you Wake up and you're twenty-five and your high school sweetheart becomes your wife You just might miss your babies growing like mine did Turning into moms and dads next thing you know your

I'm rotten to the core, core Mirror, mirror on the wall Who's the baddest of them all? Welcome to my wicked world, wicked world Rotten to the core Who could ask for more? I'm nothing like the kid next, like the kid next door I'm rotten to the, I'm rotten

You weren't my curse Should you choose Into my arms come My love is better done To love anyone Anytime soon Then I save these words for you Thank you naivety for failing me again He was my next verse

Welcome back to the pipe Oh, hello, thank you for tuning in You're listening to Breeze FM Where we shoot the breeze, all day long Up next we have a little treat for you A few new songs from new comer Mac DeMarco, So sit back and enjoy Ladies and

It is almost impossible to catch up And no one knows what the next day will bring It's time to get to work I challenge you to work After you've missed a day's work A day like this will come A day like the will go There's no secret about this You reap

Don't take me home 'Til the sun comes up 'til the sun comes up Who wants to be alone I'm out of my head (I'm out of my head) But with that moon in the sky And when the stars shine so bright Right next to me You wanna be 'Til the sun comes up

The drugs are loud Don't fake it Only keep the light on me You love me when the, the drugs are loud 'Cause you know your transparency All I want is your transparency Come to me with that I already know I taught you what you already know 3AM in Toronto,

Find a plane ticket, come right now South Beach, when the sun go down Soft streets for the sunroof down, soft streets for the sunroof down There's Gucci this, Gucci that She used to wear the Baby Phat Got a budget on yo' ass though So she let me bust it