| Simple never seemed so tough
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| Five in the pump, ten in my lungs
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| Black skies and it’s all up
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| City lights to our backs
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| And we both run
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| Tinted with the windows lifted
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| Keep feelin' like we flyin' in it
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| You say you won’t blink
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| Scared you’ll miss it
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| Turn up something too explicit
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| She say that she can’t wait to escape this town
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| And it’s all too familiar right now
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| And I freeze when the smoke sneak out my mouth
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| But same thing that don’t matter right now
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| It don’t matter right now
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| In the bag got enough for a smile
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| So we slide when they ain’t lookin' out
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| Sneaking out for a drive in the clouds
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| On a high ride, yes a high ride tonight
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| Take the long way just to dodge these flashing lights
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| On a high ride, yes a high ride tonight
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| Take the long way just to dodge these flashing lights
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| These flashing lights, These flashing lights
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| We take the long way just to dodge these flashing lights
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| These flashing lights, These flashing lights
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| We take the long way just to dodge these… ahhh
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| Underneath the ragtop
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| 2 am in the middle of the road, road
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| Thinkin' this should be the last high
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| But you never seem to want to let it go, go
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| So let it fall to the floor
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| So we can pick it up
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| Get taught for some more
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| Phone calls from the lord
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| Stars in the North and it’s hard to ignore
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| That everyone of them felt farther before
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| Do you wanna take a ride on the skyline
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| Bass underneath us fraying my mind
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| Walking on the clouds and it’s feeling quite fine
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| You rockin' high heels and the robolo life
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| This could be another long ride off a short ledge
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| We might just never come back to the floor again
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| What you lookin' for?
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| We don’t need roads
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| You know the wind’ll carry us where ever we go
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| High ride, this is my life
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| Gettin' by I’m, feelin' like time
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| Don’t apply now, we above that
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| Never come down, never come back
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| I’m on my way, on my way you know
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| I’m on display like an animal
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| Please don’t blame all them chemicals
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| The ceiling’s never felt so low
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| Oh, oh, oh |