Gimme the Hit - Gliss

All the stars always line up and they cry for you well

File: GLISS — Gimme The Hit

We ride on the metro especially Truth and then the tired eyes hit me

Tired eyes hit me, tired eyes sleep at the wheel

It’s a just a give me this, it’s just a gimme that

It’s just a gimme the hit… the hit… the hit

Our time… our time … our time is real

Well they go out at night and they come

Back all f*cked up

And these stars always line-up oh

Then they shoot it up

And then the tired eyes hit me, tired eyes hit me, tired eyes sleep at the wheel

It’s a just a give me this, it’s just a gimme that

It’s just a gimme the hit… the hit… the hit

Our time… our time … our time is real

5678 why don’t you elevate yourself into my heart

5678 why don’t you elevate yourself apart

It’s OK in my head… OK I guess… guess…

It’s OK in my heart… OK to start

And then the tired eyes hit me, tired eyes hit me, tired eyes sleep at the wheel

It’s a just a give me this, it’s just a gimme that

It’s just a gimme the hit… the hit… the hit

Our time… our time … our time is real it is real it is real