Piers - Golden Hour Photos Lyrics

She takes those golden hour photos and she posts ‘em on the Gram
LED’s up in her bedroom, hides away from all her fam
She takes fairy dust and magic pills to go to Neverland
And she’s going through a phase her Mum and Dad don’t understand
I pray Lord above
Drag me down to the floor and let me fall in love
I would risk it all
I would rather die than ever see you fall
Why you never call when you’re leaving
Told you I was in town for the weekend
I thought we could get down to some freakin’
But you left me on read now we ain’t even speaking
Mixed message on my phone
When you tell me that you wanna be alone
But then you text me every time you come home
Oh I really should’ve known
She takes those golden hour photos and she posts ‘em on the Gram
LED’s up in her bedroom, hides away from all her fam
She takes fairy dust and magic pills to go to Neverland
And she’s going through a phase her Mum and Dad don’t understand
I pray Lord above
Drag me down to the floor and let me fall in love
I would risk it all
I would rather die than ever see you fall
This my simp shit
Yeah I live this
But she don’t like that
Sweater imprint
Jeans ripped it
But she flipped it
And threw it right back
I can see the games you’re playing all along
I ain’t even have to wait that long
I don’t even have to know when somethings wrong
Cause I can tell
She takes those golden hour photos and she posts ‘em on the Gram
LED’s up in her bedroom, hides away from all her fam
She takes fairy dust and magic pills to go to Neverland
And she’s going through a phase her Mum and Dad don’t understand

She takes those golden hour photos and she posts ‘em on the Gram
LED’s up in her bedroom, hides away from all her fam
She takes fairy dust and magic pills to go to Neverland
And she’s going through a phase her Mum and Dad don’t understand
I pray Lord above
Drag me down to the floor and let me fall in love
I would risk it all
I would rather die than ever see you fall
Why you never call when you’re leaving
Told you I was in town for the weekend
I thought we could get down to some freakin’
But you left me on read now we ain’t even speaking
Mixed message on my phone
When you tell me that you wanna be alone
But then you text me every time you come home
Oh I really should’ve known
She takes those golden hour photos and she posts ‘em on the Gram
LED’s up in her bedroom, hides away from all her fam
She takes fairy dust and magic pills to go to Neverland
And she’s going through a phase her Mum and Dad don’t understand
I pray Lord above
Drag me down to the floor and let me fall in love
I would risk it all
I would rather die than ever see you fall
This my simp shit
Yeah I live this
But she don’t like that
Sweater imprint
Jeans ripped it
But she flipped it
And threw it right back
I can see the games you’re playing all along
I ain’t even have to wait that long
I don’t even have to know when somethings wrong
Cause I can tell
She takes those golden hour photos and she posts ‘em on the Gram
LED’s up in her bedroom, hides away from all her fam
She takes fairy dust and magic pills to go to Neverland
And she’s going through a phase her Mum and Dad don’t understand