More songs by Hyd
Description
Main Artist: Hyd
Producer: Marcus Andersson
Producer: Saint Patrick
Lyricist: Hayden Dunham
Composer: Marcus Andersson
Lyrics and translation
Original
I don't know if I'm the right kind of friend for you.
Yeah, we share clothes, speaking codes, we run wild through the night. Yeah, there's something there.
When you touch my hair, there's fire in the ceiling.
Just tell me you see it's there. You come over, 4 AM through my window.
Kicking, hand-gripping, gestures when we're all alone. You wanna pretend it's innocent, but it's not.
Your hand in my shirt, a secret in the dark, and I'm like. This girl is a freak.
Yeah, she's just like me. You're gasoline in the streets. Come and dance with me.
One look from you burns right through all my clothes. Melt me down, head to toes.
See right through, through to my window. This girl's a freak.
Friday night, it's you and me go tailgating.
You see a boy we both know, you pull him into your car. You kiss in the backseat. You kiss him just for me.
You see me watching, we both wishing that he was me.
You come over, 4 AM through my window. Kicking, hand-gripping, gestures when we're all alone.
You wanna pretend it's innocent, but it's not.
Your hand in my shirt, a secret in the dark, and I'm like. This girl is a freak.
Yeah, she's just like me. You're gasoline in the streets. Come and dance with me.
One look from you burns right through all my clothes. Melt me down, head to toes.
See right through, through to my window. This girl's a freak. This girl is a freak.
Yeah, she's just like me. Now I see underneath. Making me believe.
One touch from you breaks down all the stars. Heaven sent, yeah, the world is ours.
You light up, yeah, light up the dark. This girl's a freak.
It's what you do with the words to express it.
Every night it was there on the tip of our tongues.
Your body holding me like a portal. Just one move and a new world would be opened up.
And I wish you could've seen in me that, that this girl's a. . .
This girl is a freak. Yeah, she's just like me. You're gasoline in the streets.
Come and dance with me. One look from you burns right through all my clothes.
Melt me down, head to toes. See right through, through to my window. This girl's a freak.