Heathers
It was all in a rush
your disposition swept me off my feet
It was all in a run
I try to help it swimming up the stream
It was all in a rush
Can't help it if it was all meant to be
Waiting for the right time
the stories that we've made up in a week
I can't seem to avoid it
I can't seem to avoid it
I can't seem to avoid it
And when you thought you didn't have to search for more
You're back to where you've been so many times before
You're back to needing someone better to believe
You're back to having everything still to achieve
You're growing tired of the same selfish deceit
Autor(es): Erica Romero Pender, José Prieto Álvarez, Manuel Jiménez Vélez, Pablo González Gallardo