| Now the sun is low, towering over me
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| Don’t know where to go, city is all I see, yeah
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| Hang at the chateau, Boulevard royalty
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| I’m caught up in the glow, stumbling for what I need
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| Passing the hours, missing you like wildfire
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| I do, I do
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| Give me your hours, I could lay with you all day
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| With you
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| Baby we’ll stop paying all our deadlines
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| Watch the lights flicker out
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| We’ll drive north, out of the city
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| Make our own little town
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| When the love is running over, wear your heart like a crown
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| I’m getting so tired, man fuck LA
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| We can make a wildfire getaway
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| We can make a wildfire getaway
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| I feel it in my knees, trembling under me
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| You’re the sanity buried inside these streets, yeah
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| I’m jealous of the breeze, rambling so easy
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| I wish it would sweep me through misty mountains, alone with you
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| Gotta get away, lose track of time and space
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| Need it every day, search for the sweet escape
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| In a quiet place, we’ll make a getaway
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| We’ll make a getaway
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| We’ll make a getaway
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| Baby, we’ll stop paying all our deadlines
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| Watch the lights flicker out
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| We’ll drive north, out of the city
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| Make our own little town
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| When the love is running over, wear your heart like a crown
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| I’m getting so tired, man fuck LA
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| We can make a wildfire getaway
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| We can make a wildfire getaway |