Brika - Mumbai Lyrics

Brika – Mumbai Lyrics

Dammit I hate to be the type
that seeks to be amused
Dammit I hate to be the type

Dammit I hate to be the type
that’s in it real quick before I’m done
Dammit I hate to be the type

Cause oh
when the world stays spinning
I feel tied
And oh
where’s exotic livin’ like in Mumbai?
And oh
when the world stays spinning
I feel tied
And oh
there’s a high beam in a low side

How would I go?
I don’t even know
If I found myself a limerence of my own
Down the yellow road
rushed in syllables
If I found myself a limerence
of my own

Dammit I hate to be the type
that sticks to black like a parasite
Dammit I hate to be the type

Still sitting by the fire
waiting just a bit in the month of June
Sitting by the fire