Strobe Lights - Adrian Younge, Gallant

Strobe lights

One flash in a pan, then you’ve seen it

I’ll wait for the but it lingers

I’ll wait for it

For nights

And I’ll the pot and the kettle

Don’t do the for me

I know that you party

Don’t want me 'round

No one’s sticking up for me

But you’re

feet

Off the ground

Brain waves blink like

Strobe lights

One flash in a pan, then you’ve seen it

I’ll wait for the but it lingers

I’ll wait for it

For nights

And I’ll the pot and the kettle

I’ll call you Monday, but

You’ll call me for feelings

And I’m picking up, pardon my pride

time

Your mom watches cable

While I’m setting the table

She don’t say I remind her of her son

My brain waves blink like

Strobe lights

One flash in a pan, then you’ve seen it

I’ll wait for the but it lingers

I’ll wait for it

For nights

And I’ll the pot and the kettle