FINAL ROUND

Lyrics by：Lights Poxleitner-Bokan

Composed by：Lights Poxleitner-Bokan

Produced by：Lights

Is this how it happens?

One hand on your mouth

But the other one plugging a cable

Then the other one pulling it out

Is this how it happens?

One foot on the pedal

With the other heel on the pavement

While the other one's kicking the whole world over

I don't need an explanation

I just feel it changing

Don't stop talking

I like the sound

Tell me this is

Not the final round

All the times we lie awake

Talk about the things we like

All the times wе lie awake

Talk about the things wе like

Is this how it happens?

One cup on the table

While the other one's tipping over

And you only wanna close your eyes

Is this how it happens?

One hand on my body

And the other one holding me under

'Cause you can't even remember how to feel me

I don't need an explanation

I just ask for patience

Don't stop talking

I like the sound

Maybe this is

Just our final round

Where the tears all pool

All the times we lie awake

Talk about the things we like

Let it rain rain down

All the times we lie awake

Talk about the things we like

Open window

All the times we lie awake

Talk about the things we like

In the solid ground

All the times we lie awake

Talk about the things we like

I play it back and now I'm wondering why

I couldn't see it in the moment but I

I play it back and now I'm wondering why

I couldn't see it in the moment

Don't stop talking

I like the sound