curfew Aidan. (Producer) (Ft. guardin, kenny (USA) & yung van)
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[Intro: Lily Collins, Nat Wolff & guardin]
You got your eye on any, uh, girls this year?
Yeah, there's this girl
Let me give you some advice
There are two kind of people in this world
Hopeless romantics and realists
A realist just sees that face (Aidan)
And packs it in with every other pretty girl they've ever seen before
The hopeless romantic becomes convinced
That God put them on earth to be with that one person (Woah, woah)
But there is no god
And life is only as meaningful as you fool yourself into thinking it is (Woah)
[Chorus: guardin]
Run and tell your friends that I hurt you, ayy
Spitting all these lies tryna construed, ayy
Come over tonight, fuck your curfew, yeah
What you doin' right? What you goin' through? Ayy
Run and tell your friends that I hurt you, ayy
Spitting all these lies tryna construed, ayy
Come over tonight, fuck your curfew, yeah
What you doin' right? What you goin' through? Yeah
[Verse 1: guardin]
What's the point in this?
Falling in love was so fucking bliss
In the moment that we kiss
Something that I miss
Baby, I love you, but you just make me fucking [?]
You got your eye on any, uh, girls this year?
Yeah, there's this girl
Let me give you some advice
There are two kind of people in this world
Hopeless romantics and realists
A realist just sees that face (Aidan)
And packs it in with every other pretty girl they've ever seen before
The hopeless romantic becomes convinced
That God put them on earth to be with that one person (Woah, woah)
But there is no god
And life is only as meaningful as you fool yourself into thinking it is (Woah)
[Chorus: guardin]
Run and tell your friends that I hurt you, ayy
Spitting all these lies tryna construed, ayy
Come over tonight, fuck your curfew, yeah
What you doin' right? What you goin' through? Ayy
Run and tell your friends that I hurt you, ayy
Spitting all these lies tryna construed, ayy
Come over tonight, fuck your curfew, yeah
What you doin' right? What you goin' through? Yeah
[Verse 1: guardin]
What's the point in this?
Falling in love was so fucking bliss
In the moment that we kiss
Something that I miss
Baby, I love you, but you just make me fucking [?]
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