Teksty: Cobra Starship. Hot Mess. Fold Your Hands Child.

We were in your basement
hiding out
Eating pills and falling in love
There's only one thing
I could never doubt
It's in my arms right now

But you do what you gotta do
Don't worry what they say about you
Is it true? Is it true?
You do what you gotta do
Don't worry what they say about us

So fold your hands child
And walk straight now
Go on take your best shot
They can never find
Our secret hiding spot
Where we play all day
We'll go on and on anyway

We're just a little older baby now
But we don't got to be what they want
Cause I still got a little boy at heart
He wants to fuck shit up

Cause we do what we gotta do
We never even cared about you
It's the truth. It's the truth.
We do what we gotta do,
We're only gonna care about us

So fold your hands child
And walk straight now
Go on take your best shot
They can never find
Our secret hiding spot
Where we play all day
We'll go on and on anyway

When I was around
I was the only one protecting you
Now that I'm gone
How can you do the things
we used to do?
I know it's clear that times are changing
But I'm staying the same
I know the fear is paralyzing
When nothing matters at all

So fold your hands child
And walk straight now
Go on take your best shot
They can never find
Our secret hiding spot
Where we play all day
We'll go on and on anyway
On and on anyway
On and an anyway yeah



(Thanks to Madi for these lyrics and to fangsup24678 for these corrections)