Love hits the soul, soul hits the body
Body hits the floor, my heart is sobbing
Sweet summertime
Sweet, sweet emotion
Kiss like lemon lime
Let me taste the potion
I feel
Nobody else feels like I do
I cry to the memories, who
Is on your tortured mind
Beautiful, every day
At 17, I was satisfied
With myself and me
And my iPhone 5
Now I see
It's a mad, mad world
And I'm missing you
And it feels deserved
Eyes on the prize
Reading Gideons bible
American Pie, American Idol
Sweet fever dream
Sweet, sweet empire
I read the news
Everybody's tired
I feel
Nobody else feels like I do
I cry to the memories, who
Is on your tortured mind
Beautiful, every day
My pride and joy
And my happiness
You can take my heart if you feel you must
I try sometimes
But it never lasts
It's a long way down, but I fall so fast
The Grinns - Gamblin Lyrics
The Grinns - Gamblin Lyrics
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Love hits the soul, soul hits the body
Body hits the floor, my heart is sobbing
Sweet summertime
Sweet, sweet emotion
Kiss like lemon lime
Let me taste the potion
I feel
Nobody else feels like I do
I cry to the memories, who
Is on your tortured mind
Beautiful, every day
At 17, I was satisfied
With myself and me
And my iPhone 5
Now I see
It's a mad, mad world
And I'm missing you
And it feels deserved
Eyes on the prize
Reading Gideons bible
American Pie, American Idol
Sweet fever dream
Sweet, sweet empire
I read the news
Everybody's tired
I feel
Nobody else feels like I do
I cry to the memories, who
Is on your tortured mind
Beautiful, every day
My pride and joy
And my happiness
You can take my heart if you feel you must
I try sometimes
But it never lasts
It's a long way down, but I fall so fast
Body hits the floor, my heart is sobbing
Sweet summertime
Sweet, sweet emotion
Kiss like lemon lime
Let me taste the potion
I feel
Nobody else feels like I do
I cry to the memories, who
Is on your tortured mind
Beautiful, every day
At 17, I was satisfied
With myself and me
And my iPhone 5
Now I see
It's a mad, mad world
And I'm missing you
And it feels deserved
Eyes on the prize
Reading Gideons bible
American Pie, American Idol
Sweet fever dream
Sweet, sweet empire
I read the news
Everybody's tired
I feel
Nobody else feels like I do
I cry to the memories, who
Is on your tortured mind
Beautiful, every day
My pride and joy
And my happiness
You can take my heart if you feel you must
I try sometimes
But it never lasts
It's a long way down, but I fall so fast
Writer: Joey Kolk, Jackson Jarrett, Frederico Hadyka, Francisco Jorquiera, Ramtin Khoee
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: The Grinns
Language: English
Length: 3:27
Written by: Joey Kolk, Jackson Jarrett, Frederico Hadyka, Francisco Jorquiera, Ramtin Khoee