| Steven works a job
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| Down at the docks
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| 70 hours a week
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| Got an appetite
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| For quiet nights
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| And medieval history oh (what a weirdo)
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| People try getting to him
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| They wanna bring him down
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| He ain’t letting them in
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| He said
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| Can’t hear what you said what you said
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| Mixing white and red white and red
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| Got a party in my head got a party in my head
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| Emma keeps it cool won’t play the fool
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| Can’t let the kids under her skin
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| Over college cliques and politics
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| Won’t let high school happen again oh
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| People try getting to her
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| They wanna bring her down
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| Keeps on making it work
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| She said
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| Can’t hear what you said what you said
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| Mixing white and red white and red
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| Got a party in my head got a party in my head
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| Steven meets Emma at the local bar
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| They don’t say too much at all
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| Glued to their phones
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| Missed connection a life that could’ve been
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| On their own like Bedouin
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| In bed alone
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| They said
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| Can’t hear what you said what you said
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| Mixing white and red white and red
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| Got a party in my head got a party in my head |