Sweet Savage - Tchami, Ant Clemons

Tell me, when did we start hiding feelings?

And how can we rewind it back to the beginning?

And now the messages I send, you leave on read

And you ain’t looking like your posts on the internet

I think I just miss the you I used to know

Well, you don’t want us private

We drove home in silence

Your hair stained my seats violet

Our headlights burning out

Now I’m falling down a hole

Now I’m falling down a hole

Now I’m falling down a hole

Now I’m falling down a hole

Tell me, when did we start hiding feelings?

And how can we rewind it back to the beginning?

Tell me, when did we start hiding feelings?

And how can we rewind it back to the beginning?

You don’t want us private

You don’t want us private

You don’t want us private

You don’t want us private

Well, you don’t want us private

We drove home in silence

Your hair stained my seats violet

Our headlights burning out

Now I’m falling down a hole

Now I’m falling down a hole

Now I’m falling down a hole

Now I’m falling down a hole