Heavy - Claire Guerreso

Skinny jeans, ripped up tees

Nicotine blowing in the breeze

Skateboard night, fade dreams

Pro and raw and make believe

You’re my type too hot on your shoulder

You have no fear just like a soilder

Heavy, make it heavy

I’m ready for love

Gonna cash in my luck

Make it heavy

Hold me hostage don’t let go

Broken in I’m comfortable

Drink the poison feel your sting

Rusted crown on a wasted king

You’re my type too hot on your shoulder

You feel no danger like soilder

Heavy, make it heavy

I’m ready for love

Gonna cash in my luck

Make it heavy

Never gonna die close

Nothing can hurt us

Never gonna back down

What’s lost is found

Searching for a slient

Saw in a sunrise

Caught up in a slow, slow, slow

Heavy, make it heavy

I’m ready for love

Gonna cash in my luck

Make it heavy

Never gonna die close

Nothing can hurt us

Never gonna back down

What’s lost is found

(Heavy)Searching for a slient

Saw in a sunrise

Caught up in a slow, slow, slow down

(Heavy)Never gonna die close

Nothing can hurt us

Never gonna back down

What’s lost is found

(Heavy)Searching for a slient

Saw in a sunrise

Caught up in a slow, slow, slow