Lyrics

Life in the fastlane High off an end train You're a cocaine lover Got guilt in your pocket Forget about it I just blew your cover Blow, blow, blow, blow I just blew your cover Blow, blow, blow, blow I wanna be your habit Cut me down like Xanax 'Cause if you're nervous you shouldn't be I'll take away your panic Just leave your head wide open My love comes in doses So if you're nervous you shouldn't be I'll take away your panic I wanna be your habit Cut me down like Xanax I wanna be your habit Some things always last Vintage photograph You look like your father Running till you're crazy Suffocating baby Just like your mother Blow, blow, blow, blow I just blew your cover Blow, blow, blow, blow I wanna be your habit Cut me down like Xanax 'Cause if you're nervous you shouldn't be I'll take away your panic Just leave your head wide open My love comes in doses So if you're nervous you shouldn't be I'll take away your panic I wanna be your habit Cut me down like Xanax I wanna be your habit I wanna be right here Right next to you Your prescription's overdue I wanna be right here Right next to you Your prescription's overdue I wanna be right here Right next to you Your prescription's overdue I wanna be right here Right next to you I wanna be your habit Cut me down like Xanax 'Cause if you're nervous you shouldn't be I'll take away your panic Just leave your head wide open My love comes in doses So if you're nervous you shouldn't be I'll take away your panic
Writer(s): Kristopher Trindl, David Quinones, James Wong, Julia Sinclair, Yan Perchook, Krysta Marie Youngs Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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