Cute

I'm the boy you said you seen out in that club
Down soho
It's all cool, I know you said you're high
But this x on my hand keeps my own mind
Time, time's speeding

To slow it down it bores us out
To speed you have to close your eyes
How far you seem to fall
Its all about our timing

You know i'm the cutest guy in here?
High people really talk shit

You fight to have this moment back
So far the x just seems to lack
So far you want to send this
Fire thats burning us back

So rid this run around lets see if we can't Mess this up
I've seen you everywhere
So far you've failed to think clear every time
You say its all about, our timing.