Straight Gin Makes You Batshit Crazy Lyrics

How many more bars will we storm out of tonight?
Cause I can’t see straight and you’re shouting at
everyone.
I’m in lipstick and you’re soaked through and sleeveless
and I could do with sleeping soon.

But you’re yelling
‘Back to mine, back to mine. We’re gonna drink all night’
as I cringe into my hands on the bar.
‘Back to mine, back to mine. We won’t sleep tonight.’

Home’s just where you stop when comfort outweighs your sense of adventure.

I say something like
‘When the invites stop we’ll have to leave this town’
but I’m always saying shit like that and
it’s so self indulgent and so f*cking pointless
cause we’ve all left homes before.

Home’s just where you stop when
comfort outweighs your sense of adventure,
and I don’t think we’re there yet.

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