Late night Yum appetite The morning riddle That I'm staying in the middle of Glued to the headphones With the sun as a deadline I'm gonna scroll till my skin hurts But I couldn't find you anywhere And I would have criticised you anyway (I'm sure of it) The more I'll be left with science tonight before I nod off Oh, good lord Would I recognise you? Ground that you never stood on In your search for the stylised That you're gonna get sick of And you'll never be a winner Getting used to a sole advice (it's just a metter of time) Before you gonna go missing (in the forum medium) But I couldn't find you anywhere And I would have criticised you anyway (I'm sure of it) The more I'll be left with science tonight before I nod off Oh, good lord Would I recognise you? Would I recognise you? Would I recognise you? In a war on whether to ignore or listen out for it Not even sure if I would recognise it But I couldn't find you anywhere And I would have criticised you anyway (I'm sure of it) The more I'll be left with science tonight before I nod off Oh, good lord Would I recognise you?