Super Faded - mike., Conrad Sewell

I’ve been drinking way too long, super faded

Super faded, super faded

Turned up like my favorite song, super faded

Super faded, super faded

Walking around thinking I made it

Yeah I know I had too much and crossed the line

Super faded, I’m super faded

I’m super faded, baby I don’t give a fuck tonight

Super faded, I’m super faded

Walking around thinking I made it

Now it’s feeling like a celebration

Eyes low, you can tell I’m faded

Standing on the couch like it’s about to go down

Yelling out «we fucking made it»

I’mma keep drinking 'till my time is up

Mile high club, I could give a flying fuck

I got pretty girls next to me

Rolling around the club cause I want my ex to see

Cause I’m just trying to party though, sorry I’m not sorry though

Running to the top, I cannot stop — check out my cardio

I’m good, never been better

Too turned up, bitch get on my level (That I’m on)

And when the liquor is talking, I’mma live in the moment I’m gone

Faded

I’m singing «oh, what an evening»

Packed bars what we in, riding in black cars, can’t see in

And I’m hoping the night’s as young as I’m feeling

And I’m gone, drunk off Patron

DJ keep playing my favorite song

And all of these hoes singing along

I’m batting cleanup, bringing them home

So I walk up in the building, got my head up to the ceiling

Got all my homies with me and I’m feeling like a million

I’m good, never been better

Too turned up, bitch get on my level (That I’m on)

And when the liquor is talking, I’mma live in the moment I’m gone

Faded

I’m just trying to party though (super faded)

Sorry I’m not sorry though (super faded)

I’m feeling like a million (super faded)

Super faded, super faded

Walking around thinking I made it