from me, drink from me (Oh ah, oh ah)That

I think I landedIn a world I hadn't seenWhen I'm

1: Chris up a car, drivin' it againSearchin' for

flock of birdsHoverin' aboveJust a flock of birdsThat's how

in graffiti on a bridge in a park"Do you

morning come bursting the clouds, amenLift off this blindfold,

put the world in a tin canBlack market, contrabandAnd

up to meet you, tell you I'm sorryYou don't

no, I seeA spider web is tangled up with

med kniv inne på Rio RioEtt ansikte i ansiktet

la, la, la, la, la, la, laLa, la, la, la,

When your day is longAnd the night, the night is yours

Never have I everFelt this way before not everNever got to

you try your best, but you don't succeedWhen you

yeah!)Could you, could you come back?Come back together?Put yourself

up to meet you, tell you I'm sorryYou don't

Will oh-oh, ohOh-oh-oh, oh-oh, ohOh-oh-oh, oh-oh, ohOh-oh-oh, oh-oh, ohOh-oh-oh,

Little Simz, Elyanna, Chris Martin & Burna so we

got this feeling and just what it is, God

One... two...Steal my heart... and hold my tongueI feel my time...