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Hooligans

 

Hooligans

(album: Diamond Dreams - 2014)


Catch me running around the town, if you can.
My heart on my sleeve and the world in my hands.
Where do we go, where do we stand?
You dream but you never move, so don't be mad when I do.

Patiently waiting to give up everything I got,
start thinking about my future at the number one spot.
My friends think they lost me.
But I'm still the same me.

Hooligans
Got big hearts but they're just some kids
Cali made, flashy sins.
Need nobody 'cause we know where we fit in.

I'm so close to the edge of the life that I sacrificed and strived for.
But you've buried everything we used to fight for.
(That we used to fight for)

Set it off!

Patiently waiting to give up everything I got,
start thinking about my future at the number one spot.
My friends think they lost me.
But I would never change.

And I would sell out my pride when everybody wanna say,
"You never gave a damn 'bout your boys in the first place."
Old Dena raised me.
And the road will never change me!

Hooligans
Got big hearts but they're just some kids
Cali made, flashy sins.
Need nobody 'cause we know where we fit in.

To everyone who stuck around, this one's for you.
They may say, "We're a lost cause."
But they don't see what I do.

Ooh, oo-whoa [3x]
Oo-whoa,
Oo-whoa.

Hooligans
Got big hearts but they're just some kids
Cali made, flashy sins.
Need nobody 'cause we know where we fit in.

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