BADDIE WITH A VAPE ADDICTION
Jp Saxe"BADDIE WITH A VAPE ADDICTION" es una canción de Jp Saxe, 2025, Pop. La canción dura 2:32, 34 lines / 239 words.
Letra
0:13I played it cool by accident
0:18You got off on the passiveness
0:22He's so distracted and passionate
0:27It was romantic before I noticed
0:29Before my conscious responded
0:32There's a sincerity in stumbling on it
0:35Didn't happen 'cause I made it happen
0:39Just kinda happened upon it
0:42Sunset from your bedroom window
0:46You're all over my mind
0:49I turn my head to the side
0:52The chair was on your thigh intertwined with the skyline
0:56Deep breath from your bedroom window
1:00The sky like the inside of a plum
1:04It even kinda tastes like one
1:06Don't wanna explain it just let it fill up my lungs
1:11Just let it fill up my lungs
1:15Just let it fill up my lungs
1:32Is there a word for nostalgia for the present?
1:36This whole classy New York City **** looks good on you
1:43Let's make the fantasy the plan
1:48Broadway and the Chelsea Hotel
1:50Often enough to call a tradition
1:54A '20s starlet today would be a baddie with a vape addiction
1:59Sunset from your bedroom window
2:03You're all over my mind
2:06I turn my head to the side
2:09The chair was on your thigh intertwined with the skyline
2:13Deep breath from your bedroom window
2:17The sky like the inside of a plum
2:21It even kinda tastes like one
2:23Don't wanna explain it just let it fill up my lungs
2:28Just let it fill up my lungs
2:32Just let it fill up my lungs
I played it cool by accident You got off on the passiveness He's so distracted and passionate It was romantic before I noticed Before my conscious responded There's a sincerity in stumbling on it Didn't happen 'cause I made it happen Just kinda happened upon it Sunset from your bedroom window You're all over my mind I turn my head to the side The chair was on your thigh intertwined with the skyline Deep breath from your bedroom window The sky like the inside of a plum It even kinda tastes like one Don't wanna explain it just let it fill up my lungs Just let it fill up my lungs Just let it fill up my lungs Is there a word for nostalgia for the present? This whole classy New York City **** looks good on you Let's make the fantasy the plan Broadway and the Chelsea Hotel Often enough to call a tradition A '20s starlet today would be a baddie with a vape addiction Sunset from your bedroom window You're all over my mind I turn my head to the side The chair was on your thigh intertwined with the skyline Deep breath from your bedroom window The sky like the inside of a plum It even kinda tastes like one Don't wanna explain it just let it fill up my lungs Just let it fill up my lungs Just let it fill up my lungs
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