Stolen Cars

We gotta get out of this place
I don't think no one will miss me
This city is full of our mistakes
We'll follow roads to the next state (yeah)
I don't mind taking the long way
Motorbike skids in the pouring rain (yeah)
I don't believe the lies they say, I'm tryna be yours

Let me know when you get out tonight
'Cause we've been waitin' to leave this city our whole lives
We'll sleep under the stars (sleep under the stars)
We'll be drinking stolen drinks, driving stolen cars
Woah, yeah

We gotta get out of wasteland
Working down here I'm a dead man
I'll put a ring on your left hand
Under diamond skies when we first dance
Before you blow out your candles
I'm coming round with the tank full
So tell your boss to write that cheque up
Now or never

Let me know when you get out tonight
'Cause we've been waitin' to leave this city our whole lives
We'll sleep under the stars (sleep under the stars)
We'll be drinking stolen drinks, driving stolen cars
Woah

I wanna take you far from home
I wanna fill you up with hope
And earn your love, your love, your love
I wanna take you far from home
I wanna fill you up with hope
And earn your love, your love, your love

Pack your things, we'll make a run
Through the trees, away from harm
We'll be the king and queen for once
In a palace when the money comes
The papers say we're modern rebels
They say we robbed a bank together
By the time the cops come bust us
We'll be laying dead in a bed full of hundreds
Bang bang

So let me know when you get out tonight
'Cause we've been waitin' to leave this city our whole lives
We'll sleep under the stars (sleep under the stars)
We'll be drinking stolen drinks, driving stolen cars
Woah

I wanna take you far from home
I wanna fill you up with hope
And earn your love, your love, your love
I wanna take you far from home
I wanna fill you up with hope
And earn your love, your love, your love



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Albert Burford, Tomas Gaynor, Gabriel Strum
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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