Opportunistic - Hippo Campus

An opportunistic kind of phase

Laughing about trying to save face at the party

Where all your friends are so cool

Faded off liquor, we found our

Eyelids getting heavier, we shared a brief look and

Just gave ourselves to the night

We’ll just fight to be the ones we hate

We rose in the morning confused by

What we were mourning for some things are better left

In the adolescence of youth

Do me a favor she said

«I'd like you to savor the taste of me on your lips

I swear it’s the last that you’ll get»

Grace do you want me

Grace 'til you die

Grace do you want me

Grace 'til you die

Grace do you want me, you know

Grace 'til you die

Grace do you want me, you know

Grace 'til you die

Grace do you want me, you know

Grace 'til you die

Grace do you want me, you know

Grace 'til you die

Grace do you want me, you know

Grace 'til you die

Grace do you want me, you know

Grace do you want me

Grace do you want me

Grace 'til you die

Grace do you want me

Grace 'til you die