Paroles de Funeral Grey

11 PM, she walked in with her friends And now I'm trippin' off the deep end So call me a Lyft or a black hearse 'Cause I know you'll make my head spin, yeah And I said: What's your favorite color? She pointed at her waist And I said: That's not a color, it's a shade She said: Don't disagree with me And then she walked away I didn't get her name I can't explain the look on her face (woo) She wore a sweater in summer weather, yeah She wore a sweater, it was funеral grey And now it's killing me I just want you to be my nеxt mistake that I'm gonna make (oh) She wore a sweater in summer weather, yeah She wore a sweater, it was funeral grey 3 AM, she walked in, took a hit I said: That shit is gonna kill you She kinda smiled and then she blew it in my face She said: Well now you're gonna die too I said that you can call me, beep me if you want my skin She rolled her eyes, and then she said I know your dying wish is to be baptized in my spit And then she walked away I didn't get her name I can't explain the look on her face (woo) She wore a sweater in summer weather, yeah She wore a sweater, it was funeral grey And now it's killing me I just want you to be my next mistake that I'm gonna make (oh) She wore a sweater in summer weather, yeah She wore a sweater, it was funeral grey Float my way, I'm melting for you Float my way, I'm melting for you She walked away I didn't get her name I can't explain the look on her face She wore a sweater in summer weather, yeah And now it's killing me I just want you to be my next mistake that I'm gonna make (oh) She wore a sweater in summer weather, yeah She wore a sweater, it was funeral grey