Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wild Party
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lincoln Kreifels
Songwriter
Lucas Hughes
Songwriter
Ethan Kaufmann
Songwriter
Lyrics
I cannot believe
I don't wanna see
Those numbers on the screen anymore
Don't mean to cause you panic
But my memories of your parent's attic make me wanna leave
Wanna get away and find a hideout
Sort of like a dream
Mean that everyday we get to lie down
Swing from the trees
Packed a hatchet in my bag
Won't let my baby feel the world around her
What's it gonna take? (What)
How do I escape
These messages I hate to receive?
You better call a medic 'cause my heart won't sing
It's an epidemic through a frequency
Wanna get away and find a hideout
Sort of like a dream
Mean that everyday we get to lie down
Swing from the trees
Packed a hatchet in my bag
Won't let my baby feel the world around her
Hideaway
Won't you hideaway with me?
Meet me at the gate
Nothing left to say
Oh, I don't wanna wait anymore
Wanna get away and find a hideout
Sort of like a dream
Mean that everyday we get to lie down
Swing from the trees
Packed a hatchet in my bag
Just in case we wanna get away and find a hideout
Sort of like a dream
Mean that everyday we get to lie down
Swing from the trees
Packed a hatchet in my bag
Won't let my baby feel the world all on your own
Not today, no
Writer(s): Ethan Kaufmann, Lincoln Kreifels, Lucas Hughes
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