The City
I'm headed to the city to tame the beast in me
Five road sodas deep killin' my anxiety vibes
Tellin' me she wishes she can follow me
I fly so high, till I can kiss the galaxy
So take me out to Philly to the other side
Nobody realizes this has been a hell of a fight
Ooh babe, I'm tired of workin' day and night
It's time for that free-livin' underneath the city light
I'm gonna shake, shake her outta my head
I'm gonna walk that line between alive and dead
I'm gonna fly, fly till I meet my demise
She gonna cry, cry till I make her mine
Wakin' up in Jersey
Where's my memory?
You know it's gotta be with my phone, wallet and keys
Ooh, babe, can u tell me what's become of me?
All night long we been stumbling through the city
I'm gonna shake, shake her outta my head
I'm gonna walk that line between alive and dead
I'm gonna fly, fly till I meet my demise
She gonna cry, cry till I make her mine
So tell me what's become of me
Passed out on the ground now she's lookin' at me
Like it's wrong, like it's wrong, like it's wrong, yeah
So tell me what's become of me
I'm passed out on the ground now, she's lookin' at me
Like it's wrong, like it's wrong, and now I'm fallin'
I'm gonna shake, shake her outta my head
I'm gonna walk that line between alive and dead
I'm gonna fly, fly till I meet my demise
She gonna cry, cry till I make her mine
Five road sodas deep killin' my anxiety vibes
Tellin' me she wishes she can follow me
I fly so high, till I can kiss the galaxy
So take me out to Philly to the other side
Nobody realizes this has been a hell of a fight
Ooh babe, I'm tired of workin' day and night
It's time for that free-livin' underneath the city light
I'm gonna shake, shake her outta my head
I'm gonna walk that line between alive and dead
I'm gonna fly, fly till I meet my demise
She gonna cry, cry till I make her mine
Wakin' up in Jersey
Where's my memory?
You know it's gotta be with my phone, wallet and keys
Ooh, babe, can u tell me what's become of me?
All night long we been stumbling through the city
I'm gonna shake, shake her outta my head
I'm gonna walk that line between alive and dead
I'm gonna fly, fly till I meet my demise
She gonna cry, cry till I make her mine
So tell me what's become of me
Passed out on the ground now she's lookin' at me
Like it's wrong, like it's wrong, like it's wrong, yeah
So tell me what's become of me
I'm passed out on the ground now, she's lookin' at me
Like it's wrong, like it's wrong, and now I'm fallin'
I'm gonna shake, shake her outta my head
I'm gonna walk that line between alive and dead
I'm gonna fly, fly till I meet my demise
She gonna cry, cry till I make her mine
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