1335 lyrics
by The Weeknd
Strongest taste
Loudest drop
Head is filled
The thought, unlocked
Strongest taste
Loudest drop
Head is filled
The thought, unlocked
You'd be thirteen
I’d be thirty-five
Gone to find a place for us to hide
Be together but alone
As the need for it has grown
You'd be thirteen
I'd be thirty-five
Gone to find a place for us to hide
Be together but alone
As the need for it has grown
Cha-cha, cha-cha, cha-cha
Cha-cha, cha-cha
A cave or a shed
A car or a bed
A hole in the ground
Or a burial mound
A bush or a tree
Or the Aegean sea will do for me