Hurricane – Gabriel Black

Don’t go looking for the girl of your dreams
‘Cause shit don’t work out and it’s never how it seems, oh
Don’t go looking for the girl of your dreams
‘Cause shit don’t work out and it’s never how it seems, oh

I’ve got a heart on my sleeve, yeah
Pretty in pink like a princess
Calling my shrink, I’m a psycho
Calls from my ex, oh I might go

Nuts but I won’t go explain
I’ve got a bullet that’s wearing my name
I’ve got another for you, just the same
Standing outside of your house in the rain

I’ve been working on my backspin
Tryna find the traction on my way home
Driving in a hurricane
I’ve been working on my backspin
Tryna find the traction on my way home
Driving in a hurricane

Don’t go looking for the girl of your dreams
‘Cause shit don’t work out and it’s never how it seems, oh
Don’t go looking for the girl of your dreams
‘Cause shit don’t work out and it’s never how it seems, oh

Don’t go looking for the girl of your dreams
‘Cause shit don’t work out and it’s never how it seems, oh
Don’t go looking for the girl of your dreams
‘Cause shit don’t work out and it’s never how it seems, oh