Take you out tonight Lyrics – Bleachers

Read the complete Take you out tonight Lyrics by Bleachers from the album everyone for ten minutes along with song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Bleachers’s music, you can also explore I can’t believe you’re gone and Dancing, two other songs by Bleachers.

High as a kite on your purple haze
I want the morning to last forever
I don’t want nobody else
I’m free, I’m free, I’m free
Make the record I wanna make
Fu*k off and tell them anything
Have one conversation with my people
Just want to tell you where I’ve been

Fu*k the world, fu*k the gallery
Fu*k anyone who hasn’t been here
You’re welcome in
But fu*k anyone who hasn’t been here
God, I love it inside

To hold you in that safe light
But looking in your eyes, I can feel all the edges tonight
‘Cause it’s brutal to be baptized
In cold stares and harsh lights
But I gotta take you out and show you off tonight

I’m made of one-way tickets and I’m not selling cheap
(??) them s*it about us that they don’t even see
Let them think they understand our bits when they don’t
I just want one conversation with my people and my home
I just want one conversation with my people and my past
I’m taking this so far now, I gotta keep cool, make it last
But damn I’m on the edge tonight
Praying for a real life

Look me in the eyes and ask me again if I can fight
‘Cause it’s brutal to be uptight
In the edge of such a beautiful life
Well, I gotta take you out and show you off tonight
Hey, hey, I feel a way
Hey, hey, I feel a way

‘Cause I went down to see the man and the man asked me for a picture
I asked a friend how we was doing, he showed me his monthly listeners
Don’t get cheap, don’t get light in the kisses
I just want you all night, don’t wanna get lost in the kisses
So take the money and run just be honest about your faith
Don’t make the kids pay for your (??) and your blah blah blah
I’m made of east coast music, I’m made of ghosts from the past
And I’ve been gone since I was thirteen, praying my soul to crash
But it’s cool, keep it inside

Gotta love her in that east light
She don’t need to heart this right now anyway
Yeah, it’s brutal to be baptized
In cold stares and harsh lights
But I gotta take you out and show you off tonight
Hey, hey, I feel a way

I could try to leave my house, I’d end up right back on my stoop
I could try to leave this hell, I’d fu*king die on this hill
I could try to leave the road, I’d end up right back in the van
I could try to take your hand, you know I’s never take your hand
I gotta face everything that I ever believed

Hey, I feel a way
Bleachers, take it away