ae: sober

by @chiara

chiara

lorde, melodrama

We're King and Queen of the weekend
Ain't a pill that could touch our rush
‘But what will we do when we're sober?’
When you dream with a fever
Bet you wish you could touch our rush
‘But what will we do when we're sober?’
These are the games of the weekend
We pretend that we just don't care
But we care