Throw your hands in the sky right now
Alone
Alone
Throw your hands in the sky right now
It's going down
Unfortunately for the rest of y'all
I'm way better than the best of all
And even though they focus on just the flaws
It's still gonna annihilate the festivals
And we still gon' sip the Dom Perignon
And still gon' eat the filet mignon
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
I've been known To cover up my eyes at the Rémion
Alone,
alone Alone, alone
Alone, alone Alone, alone
Alone Throw your hands in the sky right now
Alone Alone
I love them Dom's
I love them Dom's I love them Dom's
Alone Alone
Alone
Alone
Alone
And then only when it's over
Then we dance
Then we dance
Then we dance
Then we dance
Then we dance
And then you say it's over
Because worse than that would be death
When you finally believe you're getting out of it
When there's no more, well there's still more
And then the problems,
the problems,
or the music
It takes your guts,
it takes your head And then you pray for it to stop
But it's your body,
it's not the sky So you shut your ears more
And then you scream even louder But it persists
So we sing
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
So we sing
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
So we sing
So we sing
And then only when it's over
Then we dance
Then we dance
Then we dance
I love them Dom's It's going down