Suburban Escape - Hala

Say to me

«I don’t want to try out this year»

I’ve noticed

I just wanted to make it clear

And hold my bed

While I move on

And hold my hand

'Cause I drift into my rights and my wrongs

I think I still love you

And the suburban escape

Maybe one day

You might feel the same

The seasons change

And I’m getting older, they know

I’m not your crutch

I’m a grown-up, somehow

And hold my thoughts

Close to you

And hold me not

My too yellow, ooh

I think I still love you

And the suburban escape

Maybe one day

You might feel the same

Ah, don’t trust me

Ah, oh yeah

Don’t trust me

Ah, oh baby

Don’t trust me

Ah