Start at Wallace
End at Dupont
Miss my turn
So I skrt skrt
Oh, it’s a red light
**** it, I’m not stopping
No, no, no
Riding down my street
Riding down your street
Come outside baby
let’s not get to talkin cuz with these earphones its a problem
but no we can’t be bothered
No
Hair blowing, I’m not going anywhere
This sounds like
This feels like
This feels like biking
Hair blowing, I’m not going anywhere
This sounds like
This feels like
This feels like biking
Park chilling
Bikes locked up
All in one, cuz I forgot one
Oh, I’m probably gonna pick one up when our time is done
Still riding down my street
Show me some of your street
Now we really talking, but it’s sounding like nothing
all I’m hearing is the wind that
that really want to be heard
Hair blowing, I’m not going anywhere
This sounds like
This feels like
This feels like biking
Hair blowing, I’m not going anywhere
This sounds like
This feels like
This feels like biking
Skrt
Riding cuz i love you
Riding cuz you love me
Riding as I feel you underneath my heartbeat
I don’t wanna scare you, the crash is certainly coming
It’s coming
This feels like
Yeah, this feels like biking
No.. like biking
Oh