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The Royal Concept

Kick It

 

Kick It

(альбом: The Man Without Qualities - 2019)


Never thought that I would find
Someone as high as I, am right now

You cloud my judgment now
With the smoke from your cigarette
Your lips taste like parfait
They say my dreams got swept
Under the carpet the day that I saw your face

Right away
Why does it feel like its Saturday?
Keep me on edges, I'm wide awake
Oh, you know I wanna kiss it
Well I just bought the ticket
Let's kick it

Now what you're waiting for
Nobody knows where to look 'cept down on their phones
Night cap in bed my love
Is all that is left
Cause the truth always leads to sex

Right away
Why does it feel like its Saturday?
Keep me on edges, I'm wide awake
Oh, you know I wanna kiss it
Well I just bought the ticket
Let's kick it
Let's kick it

Cause everyday
Yeah, I'm on the chase
The tragic in me
The tragic in you
I watch it unfold
Don't put me on hold
To die in the cold
Your heart made of stone
And everyday
I want you to stay
You're drifting away
You're making me pay
As night turns to dawn
I feel that you're gone
This just can't go on
I wish I was wrong

As night turns to dawn
I feel that you're gone
This just can't go on
So lets end the song

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