Sober Lyrics

Quick love drip-feeds my veins

I need it again

Lying here in a stranger's bed

Another start to the weekend

Wake up foggy head see my clothes on the floor

Another girl forgot her name I stumble to the front door

On the street the walk of shame don't feel so strange anymore

I'd rather have regrets than be sober

Wait wait breath

Last night go too crazy don't know what to believe

We're taking shots turn down for what

Bartender prescribes what we need

So we carry on till the break of dawn

Cuz we stay young dumb and free

I see the devil with a pint glass

She fills my cup knowing that I won't last

I take a sip knowing that I shouldn't have

My fingers start to buzz what did she put in that glass

My eyes dilate

I see her she sees me so I'm thinking why wait

I approach her face to face

That's when our hands touch lips lock she whispers don't stop

Wake up foggy head see my clothes on the floor

Another girl forgot her name I stumble to the front door

On the street the walk of shame don't feel so strange anymore

I'd rather have regrets than be sober

Ripped jeans lost some rings got a bruise on my face

Missed calls what's going on my brains all over the place

Tryna play it out how it started out think my Peroni got laced

I'd rather have regrets than be sober

Wait wait think

Jägerbombs and rum got me on the brink

My mates are sniffing lines I think they've lost their minds

I'm asking what's the time but they can't speak

In a sunken place, I'm seeing stranger things

White girls screaming lyrics that they can't sing

With bleached hair, khaki flares and a nose ring

Just another Friday night everyone's come out to ping

But who's that brunette with the green eyes

Short dress nice hips got me thinking your fine

Yeah yeah yeah

It took once glimpse we embrace grab her hips she kissed my face

Wooo

Wake up foggy head see my clothes on the floor

Another girl forgot her name I stumble to the front door

On the street the walk of shame don't feel so strange anymore

I'd rather have regrets than be sober

Ripped jeans lost some rings got a bruise on my face

Missed calls what's going on my brains all over the place

Tryna play it out how it started out think my Peroni got laced

I'd rather have regrets than be sober

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah