Sizzy Rocket - The Weekend lyrics

[Sizzy Rocket - The Weekend lyrics]

What is this, what is you
What is me, what is time
In my Vans, at the Standard
Taking shots, biting limes
Back in school for the winter
But we're not gonna cry
I've got you in my dorm bed
So to hell with life

You're my American dream on a windowsill
Too young to care but too old to be chill
Either it was you or the night magic
But I found your love and I let it kill

'Cause this champagne has got us believin'
You are my love on the weekend, yeah
Now I'm believin'
You are my love on the weekend, yeah

Who are we, if we're not
In our heads, extreme
Take my drugs, take my number
Tell me I'm your queen
There are nights we get dirty
But I still feel clean
It's surreal how my heart melts for you
Like Dali

You're my American dream on a windowsill
Too young to care but too old to be chill
Either it was you or the night magic
But I found your love and I let it kill

'Cause this champagne has got us believin'
You are my love on the weekend, yeah
Now I'm believin'
You are my love on the weekend, yeah

One, two, three, four solo cups up
I just wanna get lost in your love buzz
One, two, three, four solo cups up
I just wanna get lost in your love buzz
One, two, three, four now the sun's up
I just wanna get lost in your love buzz
One, two, three, four solo cups up
I just wanna get lost

Interpretation for


Add Interpretation

Add extended interpretation

If you know what the artist is talking about, can read between the lines, and know the history of the song, you can add interpretation to the lyrics. After checking by our editors, we will add it as the official interpretation of the song!

Latest added interpretations to lyrics

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #
Interpret