The Palm

You found me right here burnt like a flare
Locked out and lost in my jams no you don’t understand babe
You don’t understand
The summer was sweet, and the darkness was deep
I found a religion in walkin' those streets one that I understand
We can get saved together just take my hand
Because
Someday we could have it all
A little champagne when we’re at The Palm
But you don’t care at all
No you don’t care at all
Someday I could take you there
White sand and yachts like you fuckin' care
But you don’t care at all
No you don’t care at all care at all
Drownin' in fame
Mmm we were dyin' to have it all
Nah, but you don’t wanna have it all
Yeah you just wanna dance with me
Collapse with me, maybe I could be that man
Not just your favorite dish
On the playlist
Yeah