| Riding dirty
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| I may not live to see 7:30
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| The love that I give is not ordinary
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| But you make me feel like I’m 730
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| I go to bed and you’re not here why
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| And all my dreams feel like nightmares why
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| I have dark times in light years why
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| They say I
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| Over time I’ll heal
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| So love but I love so aggressive why
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| I say I’m done so that I get rest at night
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| Now you care
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| It’s too late to confess it now
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| Ain’t asking those question now
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| Asking those
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| Riding dirty
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| I may not live to see 7:30
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| The love that I give is not ordinary
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| But you make me feel like I’m 730
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| Cuz I had enough tonight
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| I ran out of love tonight
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| Confessing your love tonight
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| But that doesn’t make it right
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| Cuz I had enough tonight
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| I ran out of love tonight
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| Confessing your love tonight
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| But that doesn’t make it right
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| I’m drained from everything right now
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| Numb the pain is all I need right now
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| It’s all a blur I can not see right now
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| Oh but it feels so good
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| But it feels so good
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| I called on you
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| Cuz you were needed
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| You called on me
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| Because you need it
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| I called on you
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| Cuz you were pleading
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| You let me down
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| You never mean it
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| Riding dirty
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| I may not live to see 7:30
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| The love that I give is not ordinary
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| But you make me feel like I’m 730
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| Cuz I had enough tonight
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| I ran out of love tonight
|
| Confessing your love tonight
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| But that doesn’t make it right
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| Cuz I had enough tonight
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| I ran out of love tonight
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| Confessing your love tonight
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| But that doesn’t make it right |