| Can you hear the sirens off in the distance?
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| Hoping they don’t come my way
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| While I’m tryna maintain, keep up resistance
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| I can feel them hiding, off in the shadows
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| Hear ‘em whispering my name
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| But I’m tryna maintain on the straight and narrow
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| She’s tryna explain all the things she might do
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| If I only just let her
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| She keep talking about love, I only just met her
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| Tryna be a man of my word, down to the letter
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| And if I didn’t know better
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| I’d swear that you were tryna break me
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| Make me learn the error of my ways
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| The whole room is lost in the beat as we sway
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| She leans into me and says don’t be a stranger, and
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| And I could be so easily persuaded
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| So please don’t you lead me astray
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| 'Cause I been up so high, free falling
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| I feel like we’ll be kings by morning
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| And in the quiet I can hear them calling
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| I feel like we’ll be kings by morning
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| In the eerie silence, while the city’s sleeping
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| I replay it in my brain
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| All the strangers and exchanges of the evening
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| The secrets I been keeping
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| But I been running my mouth, running round town, running amok, running rampant
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| I been forming habits, throwing caution to the wind, reckless abandon
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| I been talking candid to these strangers man but they can’t understand it
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| That I’m dropping off the face of the planet, shit this ain’t how I planned it
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| What you grabbing my hand for? |
| Tryna drag me out on that dance floor
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| Something tells me that you a handful and I ain’t the one to make demands on,
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| but
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| All of this going round and around in my head whether I’m here or I’m there
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| Looking around at me at everyone else and I’m wondering what is it going round
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| theirs
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| The whole room is lost in the beat as we sway
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| She leans into me and says, ‘Don't be afraid.'
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| The look in her eye saying I should obey
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| Surrounded by all of the downfallen prey
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| 'Cause the whole room is lost in the beat as we sway
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| It’s so hard to leave and so easy to stay
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| Then it hits me—and I hate to be so cliché
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| It’s me who’s gon' lead me astray
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| 'Cause I been up so high, free falling
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| I feel like we’ll be kings by morning
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| And in the quiet I can hear them calling
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| I feel like we’ll be kings by morning
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| 'Cause I been up so high, free falling
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| I feel like we’ll be kings by morning
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| I guess I didn’t heed that warning
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| I feel like we’ll be kings by morning |