445 Words
🎵 1061 characters
⏱️ 2:43 duration
🆔 ID: 11445671
📜 Lyrics
I got you right, got you right, got you right
Got you right where I want you
Create the night, the night, and the night
And the night that I want to
Form the image of clay and set the puppets to play
In a box that I paint to look like a stage
And now the strings move all by themselves
There are smiles, there are smiles, there are smiles
There are smiles in some pixels that I scroll by
Standing right, standing right, standing right
Standing right by an ocean reflecting the sky
An еmoji or ten, a polaroid of a bed
The top half of your hеad
Nothing's ever looked as nice as the memories I invent
Poking holes through the paper and particle board
Convince myself it's a life that I can't afford
Sweat, gas, matching tattoos
It's so much easier to talk shit in my room
I got you right, got you right, got you right
Got you right where I want you
And I lie, and I lie, and I lie
And I lie because I want to
The four last things on my blog:
A dead link to a song
Some pedals I want
A lengthy post that I'm gone
But all I see is a picture of us at seventeen
Got you right where I want you
Create the night, the night, and the night
And the night that I want to
Form the image of clay and set the puppets to play
In a box that I paint to look like a stage
And now the strings move all by themselves
There are smiles, there are smiles, there are smiles
There are smiles in some pixels that I scroll by
Standing right, standing right, standing right
Standing right by an ocean reflecting the sky
An еmoji or ten, a polaroid of a bed
The top half of your hеad
Nothing's ever looked as nice as the memories I invent
Poking holes through the paper and particle board
Convince myself it's a life that I can't afford
Sweat, gas, matching tattoos
It's so much easier to talk shit in my room
I got you right, got you right, got you right
Got you right where I want you
And I lie, and I lie, and I lie
And I lie because I want to
The four last things on my blog:
A dead link to a song
Some pedals I want
A lengthy post that I'm gone
But all I see is a picture of us at seventeen
⏱️ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.57] I got you right, got you right, got you right
[00:03.86] Got you right where I want you
[00:07.95] Create the night, the night, and the night
[00:09.81] And the night that I want to
[00:13.56] Form the image of clay and set the puppets to play
[00:16.90] In a box that I paint to look like a stage
[00:19.58] And now the strings move all by themselves
[00:26.17] There are smiles, there are smiles, there are smiles
[00:28.08] There are smiles in some pixels that I scroll by
[00:31.94] Standing right, standing right, standing right
[00:33.88] Standing right by an ocean reflecting the sky
[00:37.43] An еmoji or ten, a polaroid of a bed
[00:40.45] The top half of your hеad
[00:42.16] Nothing's ever looked as nice as the memories I invent
[00:54.42] Poking holes through the paper and particle board
[00:58.25] Convince myself it's a life that I can't afford
[01:04.86] Sweat, gas, matching tattoos
[01:10.13] It's so much easier to talk shit in my room
[01:19.59] I got you right, got you right, got you right
[01:23.04] Got you right where I want you
[01:29.10] And I lie, and I lie, and I lie
[01:32.23] And I lie because I want to
[01:38.05] The four last things on my blog:
[01:40.59] A dead link to a song
[01:43.15] Some pedals I want
[01:45.14] A lengthy post that I'm gone
[01:47.63] But all I see is a picture of us at seventeen
[01:58.98]
[00:03.86] Got you right where I want you
[00:07.95] Create the night, the night, and the night
[00:09.81] And the night that I want to
[00:13.56] Form the image of clay and set the puppets to play
[00:16.90] In a box that I paint to look like a stage
[00:19.58] And now the strings move all by themselves
[00:26.17] There are smiles, there are smiles, there are smiles
[00:28.08] There are smiles in some pixels that I scroll by
[00:31.94] Standing right, standing right, standing right
[00:33.88] Standing right by an ocean reflecting the sky
[00:37.43] An еmoji or ten, a polaroid of a bed
[00:40.45] The top half of your hеad
[00:42.16] Nothing's ever looked as nice as the memories I invent
[00:54.42] Poking holes through the paper and particle board
[00:58.25] Convince myself it's a life that I can't afford
[01:04.86] Sweat, gas, matching tattoos
[01:10.13] It's so much easier to talk shit in my room
[01:19.59] I got you right, got you right, got you right
[01:23.04] Got you right where I want you
[01:29.10] And I lie, and I lie, and I lie
[01:32.23] And I lie because I want to
[01:38.05] The four last things on my blog:
[01:40.59] A dead link to a song
[01:43.15] Some pedals I want
[01:45.14] A lengthy post that I'm gone
[01:47.63] But all I see is a picture of us at seventeen
[01:58.98]