Grenade
David Guetta

DAVID GUETTA


Grenade Lyrics

Your cellphone, your wallet
Your time, your ideas
No barcode, no party
No ID, no beers
Your bank card, your license
Your thoughts, your fears
No SIM card, no disco
No photo, not here

Your blood, your sweat
Your passions, your regrets
Your profits, your time-off
Your fashions, your sex
Your pills, your grass
Your tits, your ass
Your laughs, your balls

We want (We want your soul)
Your house, your phone
Your life, your cash
Your house, your phone
We want (We want your soul)
Your house, your phone
Your life, your cash
Your house, your phone
We want (We want your so-o-o)

Your cellphone, your wallet
Your time, your ideas
No barcode, no party
No ID, no beers
Your bank card, your license
Your thoughts, your fears
No SIM card, no disco
No photo, not here

Your blood, your sweat
Your passions, your regrets
Your profits, your time-off
Your fashions, your sex
Your pills, your grass
Your tits, your ass
Your laughs, your balls

We want (We want your soul)
Your house, your phone
Your life, your cash
Your house, your phone
We want (We want your soul)
Your house, your phone
Your life, your cash
Your house, your phone
We want (We want your so-o-o-o)

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Songwriter(s): Ralph Wegner, Damian Taylor, Adam Freeland, Jack Back, David Guetta
Record Label(s): 2018 What A Music Ltd, Under Exclusive Licence to Parlophone Warner Music France, a Warner Music Group Company
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