Life on Display
Oh finally
Discovered a thing that excites me
As you've been running round these streets nightly
And they always shoot first
Like it matters
Whatever's inside those stilettos
Will be something to make you feel better
You must've worked up a thirst
Oh no it's happening again
History repeats itself
And so do your mistakes
They've got you
Feeling some type of way
The barman knows the earth to be his own
He lives life on display
It's so much better for him
To be an anchor for them
Except when finding land
Oh legends
Aren't born with their best intentions
Quite as often as one might imagine
You gotta wake up somewhere
Shotgun
Can you follow a plan if you've got none
But I've seen your eyes how they've locked on
As you set up your snare
Oh no it's happening again
History repeats itself
And so do your mistakes
They've got you
Feeling some type of way
The barman knows the earth to be his own
He lives life on display
It's so much better for him
To be an anchor for them
Except when finding land
Oh no it's happening again
Oh no it's happening again
Oh no it's happening again
History repeats itself
And so do your mistakes
They've got you
Feeling some type of way
The barman knows the earth to be his own
He lives life on display
And as a matter of fact
He's never getting them back
Those days are over right now
Discovered a thing that excites me
As you've been running round these streets nightly
And they always shoot first
Like it matters
Whatever's inside those stilettos
Will be something to make you feel better
You must've worked up a thirst
Oh no it's happening again
History repeats itself
And so do your mistakes
They've got you
Feeling some type of way
The barman knows the earth to be his own
He lives life on display
It's so much better for him
To be an anchor for them
Except when finding land
Oh legends
Aren't born with their best intentions
Quite as often as one might imagine
You gotta wake up somewhere
Shotgun
Can you follow a plan if you've got none
But I've seen your eyes how they've locked on
As you set up your snare
Oh no it's happening again
History repeats itself
And so do your mistakes
They've got you
Feeling some type of way
The barman knows the earth to be his own
He lives life on display
It's so much better for him
To be an anchor for them
Except when finding land
Oh no it's happening again
Oh no it's happening again
Oh no it's happening again
History repeats itself
And so do your mistakes
They've got you
Feeling some type of way
The barman knows the earth to be his own
He lives life on display
And as a matter of fact
He's never getting them back
Those days are over right now
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