back desk (Slowed Version)

With one dollar and love head over heels

We are one the spaceship

And trying catch our dreams in fire, so far

We put out cig on a denim, hate what is ideal

I will cover even if its burns

On a back desk abounded

Why, your eyes, your lips

Tell me the answers

You made my little dream

Cause you don't need to leave by nine

Your eyes, your lips

Tell me the answers

You made my little dream

Cause you don't need to leave by nine

Baby, do you like my weed

I am in love with it, not like the others

I will scratch it on your heart

And when we are blowing

When is it over, what should we hold on to

When you are falling, I will fall with you

Your make up is flowing

So I dissolve in you, you, you

I-I-I-I know

I-I-I-I know you sit at the back desk for me

Teacher said I am cursed

I hate them all

Why, your eyes, your lips

Tell me the answers

You made my little dream

Cause you don't need to leave by nine

Your eyes, your lips

Tell me the answers

You made my little dream

Cause you don't need to leave by nine