Grip. by E.M. Lourde Lyrics

[Chorus: Raghad]

I got it all in my finger tips
I’ve got your hands oh
No more slipping

I dont know why I’m saying this
I never mean them
I say I never mean them
Mmmmhmmmhmmm

[Verse:E.M. Lourde]

Desperado tweaking off the vibes 
Wednesday Adams built her Frankenstein yea she did 
Black boots braid my voice these honest lies 
I love you but don't believe the hype   no i 

Built me with loose screws apologize
Outside look good dont feel good inside 
Dont know if you know I really tried    really did 
Anna wintour froze the summer nights 
Here to feed your body soul and mind 
Out on V.H.S in 89
Love affair afraid to press rewind 
Johnny cashed a cheque to walk the line 

[Chorus: Raghad]

I got it all in my finger tips
I’ve got your hands oh
No more slipping

I dont know why I’m saying this
I never mean them
I say I never mean them
Mmmmhmmmhmmm

[Outro :E.M. Lourde]

Wishing you well
Giving you hell
Hands on the wheel
Singing Adele

Relationship gone sink like kitchen no sail

We made a deal
We made a fucking deal
You needed space
I went to the moon
I had to break
Follow the rules

Set me on fire Straight through the night
Still see the world I lost in her eyes