| Move over
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| Don’t question it, rest on my shoulder
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| Counting the days I’ve been sober
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| 'Cause I just don’t like being sober
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| And I came here to show out
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| Running from pain, it’s all over
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| Tell me it’s alright
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| We came from the light, yeah
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| Fortunate to win
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| 'Cause our freedoms own tonight
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| So where you going now
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| Would you like to come home with me
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| 'Cause I want to go home with you
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| Being alone and I hate being sober
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| Would you take a ride
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| And see the other side with me
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| Are you around to see, around to be free, free
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| Say it louder
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| Pop all this cash with me
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| Like it is nothing
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| Like it is nothing
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| You do it, roll it up
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| Light it up, pour it up
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| 'Cause you’re recklessly perfect
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| In every faded way
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| So where you going now
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| Would you like to come home with me
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| 'Cause I want to go home with you
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| Being alone and I hate being sober
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| Tell me it’s alright
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| We came from the light, yeah
|
| Fortunate to win
|
| 'Cause our freedoms own tonight
|
| So where you going now
|
| Would you like to come home with me
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| 'Cause I want to go home with you
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| Being alone and I hate being sober
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| So would you take a ride
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| And see the other side with me
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| Are you around to see, around to be free, free
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| (Tell me it’s alright) |