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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zaini
Songwriter
Nicholas Marchese
Songwriter
Joseph Garcell
Songwriter
Isaiah Faber
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Zaini
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Lyrics
See you in the bleachers catching up on classes
Trying not to stare, pretty sure we traded glances
I know that it's early, I see that it's storming
Darling, you're my glass of milk in the morning
Thought I'd let you know, I'ma pick up Dominos
Never fell in love so fast, you're a dream come true
If they left me in the dirt, would you brush my back?
If they wasn't who they say, would you call their crap?
If the walls came falling down, would you run with me?
If it's not too much, could you trust in me?
Only 'cause you're here, I'm surviving
We could walk through tornadoes and lightning
It's the two-step way of deciding
You're the horns on my head, like a Viking
Wherever you go, I'ma travel
I'ma build our life, I don't need a forklift
It's the sunny side, you don't have to get it scrambled
Wake up to your smile, that could be my breakfast
See you in the bleachers catching up on classes
Trying not to stare, pretty sure we traded glances
I know that it's early, I see that it's storming
Darling, you're my glass of milk in the morning
You're all that I want, where do you wanna meet?
Let's make it happen (let's make it happen)
And I will fight for you, so where's the blooded beast?
Unleash the Kraken (unleash the Kraken)
She's gon' let her hair out the window
She's Miss Independent, I'm the bimbo
Puppy love, come take me from the dog pile
On top of a mountain, it's her name I wanna shout out
Wherever you go, I'ma travel
I'ma build our life, I don't need a forklift
It's the sunny side, you don't gotta get it scrambled
Wake up to your smile, that could be my breakfast (breakfast)
If they left me in the dirt, would you brush my back?
If they wasn't who they say, would you call their crap?
If the walls came falling down, would you run with me?
If it's not too much, could you trust in me?
See you in the bleachers catching up on classes
Trying not to stare, pretty sure we traded glances
I know that it's early, I see that it's storming
Darling, you're my glass of milk in the morning
Writer(s): Isaiah Faber, Joseph Garcell, Nicholas Marchese, Cheyenne Zaini
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