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Finn Askew

Finn Askew (born May 21, 2001) is a British musician from Wellington in south-west England.Finn cites US hip-hop acts such as Juice WRLD and Lil Peep as music influences of his sound though he fell in love with music after uncovering his parent's CDs, a mixture of Nirvana, the Smiths, and the Beach Boys. Finn's music is described as an "indie sound, washed one moment in a rosy hue of pop and the next polished to a high, RnB sheen." more »

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This might not sound right, but I love it when we fight
You give me those eyes, lights fire down my spine
You say, "It's on sight"
That's fine 'cause I would die for you, darling I would die for you, you

I don't wanna give you up, uh
I will never let you down, down
I just wanna fill your cup
No stress, girl, I got this round, round
Nothing but the two of us
Together when we make the sound, sound

You're the smoke in my gun, blowing like cherry bombs
You're the jam on my scone, the sweetness stuck on my tongue
You can say what you want, baby, string me along
(Hey-hey, you could be the one, I want my cherry bomb)

Cherry bomb, bomb, bomb, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
Bomb-bomb, bomb, bomb-bomb
Cherry bomb, bomb, bomb, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
Bomb-bomb, bomb, bomb-bomb (yeah)

If this ain't love, I don't know what is
If it ain't you, I don't want no shit
Cinderella shoe, I'ma make it fit
I'm a charming man, but I ain't no Smith
But I got Weston right by my hip, I'm a rider
Bad B straight from the Niz, I'm beside her, hmm
That girl so cute
Took a shot for my camera shoot
Took a shot, got the golden boot (oh)
But that's not a flex (no)
The flex is the feeling of ducking your ex
Or loving you best, my favorite success, damn
I must confess, there's feelings I cannot address
(I swear) I swear it's no stress
My love, I swear it's no stress

You're the smoke in my gun, blowing like cherry bombs
You're the jam on my scone, the sweetness stuck on my tongue
You can say what you want, baby, string me along
(Hey-hey, you could be the one, I want my cherry bomb)

Cherry bomb, bomb, bomb, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
Bomb-bomb, bomb, bomb-bomb
Cherry bomb, bomb, bomb, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh (yeah)
Bomb-bomb, bomb, bomb-bomb

You got me shinin' like a king, just call me Stephen
My baby royal to the bone, I call her treason
But she's the flower blooming in and out of season
My garden of Eden, just stay, yeah

You're the smoke in my gun, blowing like cherry bombs
You're the jam on my scone, the sweetness stuck on my tongue
You can say what you want, baby, string me along
(Hey-hey, you could be the one, I want my cherry bomb) (ooh-ooh-ooh)

Cherry bomb, bomb, bomb, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh (she my girl)
Bomb-bomb, bomb, bomb-bomb
Cherry bomb, bomb, bomb, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
Bomb-bomb, bomb, bomb-bomb (and she my cherry bomb)

Cherry bomb, bomb, bomb, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
Bomb-bomb, bomb, bomb-bomb (you're my cherry bomb)
Cherry bomb, bomb, bomb, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
Bomb-bomb, bomb, bomb-bomb, yeah

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