hey!! in honor of midnights FINALLY releasing, i wanted to make a mashup of these two songs! they sound so similar :)) hope u enjoy it!
lyrics:
meet me at midnight (oh-oo-woah-ah)
i think he knows his footprints
on the sidewalk
lead to where i can't stop
go there every night (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
staring at the ceiling with you
oh, you don't ever say too much (oh-oo-woah-ah) (i want you, bless my soul)
and you don't really read into
my melancholia
he got that boyish look that i like in a man
i am an architect, i’m drawing up the plans
it's like I'm seventeen, nobody understands
no one understands
(he got my heartbeat)
i feel the lavender haze creeping up on me
surreal
i’m damned if i do give a damn what people say (ah)
i mean
wanna see what's under that attitude
like, i want you, bless my soul
and i ain't gotta tell him
i think he knows (oh-oo-woah-ah) (oh-oo-woah-ah) (oh-oo-woah-ah)
all they keep asking me (all they keep asking me)
is if i’m gonna be your bride
i think he knows
he better lock it down
or i won't stick around
cause good ones never wait (ha)
i find it dizzying (yeah, oh yeah)
they're bringing up my history (yeah, oh yeah)
but you weren't even listening (yeah, oh yeah) (boy i understand)
he got my heartbeat
skipping down 16th Avenue
got that, oh! i mean (i mean)
wanna see what's under that attitude like
no deal
the 1950s' shit they want from me
i just wanna stay in that lavender haze (i want you that’s my soul)
lyrical smile, indigo eyes, hand on my thigh
we can follow the sparks, i’ll drive (the lavender haze)
lyrical smile, indigo eyes, hand on my thigh
we can follow the sparks, i’ll drive
talk your talk and go viral
i just need this love spiral
get it off your chest
get it off my desk (get it off my desk)
so where we gonna go? (talk your talk and go viral)
i whisper in the dark (i just need this love spiral)
where we gonna go? (get it off your chest)
i think he knows (get it off my desk)
he got my heartbeat (i feel)
skipping down 16th Avenue (the lavender haze creeping up on me)
got that, oh! i mean (so real)
wanna see what's under that attitude like (i’m damned if i do give a damn what people say)
no deal (no deal)
the 1950s' shit they want from me (i aint gotta tell him i think he knows)
i just wanna stay in that lavender haze (oh-woah-oo)
i want you, bless my
i want you, bless my soul
i want you baby (bless my soul)
i want you baby
babe, skipping down sixteenth avenue
i want you, bless my soul (haze)
i ain’t gotta tell him i think he knows (i just wanna stay, in that lavender haze)