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chitra - aftertaste lyrics

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fruit punch fizzy sticks
pop like stardust
taste the alcohol
on my tongue
know i′ve had
enough of your heart
on the tip of my tongue
wanna spill my guts out
’till it stops being fun (oooh)

my body′s at a booth in the palm of the dj
my head can’t seem to grip anything but the
aftertaste of you
when we say goodbye
not a handshake
melancholy cardiac arrest

’cause i′m gonna fall for you
hoping that you say eastern afternoons
with gin and juice
pouring down sweetly under our shoes

but oh it′s true
the bitter end always comes back
to prove when we’re made for two
we′re just two strangers in the same room

dark hair dizzy hands
dance like daisies
you’re the love of bomb
i sip on daily
sugarcoat lips talk sweet
but empty
my cup is slowly taken

down the part of mixed drinks and depression
but you′re so d+mn hot it adds to the tension
when you return i want your retention
more than ever
guess i don’t remember when i fall

fruit punch fizzy sticks
pop like stardust
taste the alcohol
on my tongue
know i′ve had
enough of your heart
on the tip of my tongue
wanna spill my guts out
’till it stops being fun

when bodies hit the booth
at the palm of the dj
i can’t seem to grip anything but the aftertaste
when we say goodbye not a handshake
melancholy cardiac arrest

call it bad too soon
on a carousel what′s new
going round and round so high
at the bitter end what can i do?

but call it bad too soon
could we run this back before i lose you?
round and round so high
at the bitter end what can i do?

(bitter end what can i do?)
(bitter end what can i do?)
(bitter end what can i do?)
(bitter end what can i do?)

- chitra lyrics

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