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Blindside - Roads Blindside - Roads |
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Last night
Stopping by
Greeting me with an embracing bad breath
Five A.M.
you woke me out of a restless R.E.M.
I think it's time
To sober up and die
Now every little second is time
And every word seems to rhyme
I follow every word like streetlights
To make it home all right
Yeah
Now every little second just flies
I hold on to them like paradise
I follow every word like streetlights
I, I want to fall in love and leave tonight
Been riding in the sunset
Ignoring what follows after beauty
Fades to black now
Just riding in the sunset
Now this paralyzing cold
Always comes crawling back
I think it's time
To sober up and live
Now every little second is time
And every word seems to rhyme
I follow every word like streetlights
To make it home all right
Yeah
Now every little second just flies
I hold on to them like paradise
I follow every word like streetlights
I, I want to fall in love and leave tonight
Every little second is time
And every word seems to rhyme
I follow every word like streetlights
To make it home all right
Now every little second just flies
I hold on to them like pieces of paradise
I follow every word like streetlights
I, I want to fall in love and leave tonight
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James Arthur:
Blindside:
