THREE STRIKES (The Lanesborough Session) - HONNE, BAELY

Oh, mm, ah

Mm, hey, mm

Oh, mm, ah

Mm, hey, mm

Been a minute since I’ve been in my bag

I’ve gotten so far detached

The summer’s gotten darker than the last

But it’s fucked bein' sad

When you’re in it, man, life hits you fast

But I’m learning how to deal

With the weight of the world on your lap

Gotta pinch yourself to make sure it’s real

Three strikes hang over my head, mm

As these three strikes hang over my head, mm

As these

As these

Been a minute since I’ve walked out alone

Keepin' my head in my phone

Stuck in my room, I feel safe on my own

And uncomfortable at the same time

They say that the pain comes and goes

And so once it explodes

You’d better hold on to the love that you know

Because you still got, you still got your soul

As these three strikes hang over my head, mm (Head, h-head)

As these three strikes hang over my head

These three strikes hang over my head (H-head)

As these three strikes hang over my head

As these three strikes hang over my head, h-head, mm

As these

As these

Three strikes, I’m out

My light’s gone out

I will be the same again

With three strikes, I’m out

I need time out

Till I can feel the same again

These three strikes hang over my head

Head, h-head