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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Julius Black
Julius Black
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Julius Black
Julius Black
Songwriter
Joe Faris
Joe Faris
Songwriter
Struan Finlay
Struan Finlay
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Struan Finlay
Struan Finlay
Producer

Lyrics

Do you wanna bommerang Spin out for a drive in the dark like three AM Mister mister moneybags We'll be killing red and black 'cause the hand gonna buy me a Benz Feeling me a grin And it's sixteen flights To the hotel heights From the edge pretty lights If I live if I die Put my shoes on the line Tell my friends I can fly I'm a man on the rise Tryna rule the world only made me mad Why would I want what I already have Guess I'm back Living like a guy in the age of men Putting out thе fire with a petrol can Guess I'm back Kinda fuzzy in my hеad Looking back on the side in the sky light starting to bend Mister never-neverland Never thought how I'd die feel like I was playing pretend Play the message again And it's sixteen flights To the hotel heights From the edge pretty lights I'm a man on the rise, Wooh If I live if I die Put my shoes on the line Tell my friends I can fly (Whoo) I'm a man on the rise Tryna rule the world only made me mad Why would I want what I already have Guess I'm back (Yeah) And I'm living like a guy in the age of men Putting out the fire with a petrol can Guess I'm back (Whoo) (Whoo) Heaven slippin' from my hands What part of this is God's plan I hope this shaken understand Rather die than make amends (I don't)
Writer(s): Joseph Faris, Jonathan Boyle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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