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Jake LiBassi
Jake LiBassi
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Jon Class
Jon Class
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Sean Lane
Sean Lane
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Noah Levine
Noah Levine
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Nicholas Carpenter
Nicholas Carpenter
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Nicholas Carpenter
Nicholas Carpenter
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Jake LiBassi
Jake LiBassi
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Laiko
Laiko
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Nicholas Carpenter
Nicholas Carpenter
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Jake LiBassi
Jake LiBassi
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Jimmy Mansfield
Jimmy Mansfield
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Adam Grover
Adam Grover
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All the cars have names like spaceships Like they can take you far away But the only place I've been in this old rig Is up and down the interstate I've been goin' 'round the clock like a box fan But nobody knows my name And, baby, I'm tired I'm so tired When you showed up, I was building myself A coffin trying to go to sleep Hanging every night at the same damn place Where the drinks are strong and cheap (ah) Something 'bout the way you didn't need no one Shook something out of me And I said, "Hi" You said, "Hi" Now I gotta thank you For giving me a thousand reasons To stick around Stick around And, baby, I beg you Don't let this love get cold, baby Stick it out Stick around (stick around, stick around) If getting fucked up was an airplane I'd be a double-million miler (miler) 'Cause I've been hiding myself for So long When you told me I didn't have to be someone Well, I cried like a homesick child 'Cause I'm so in love And I'm so damn tired And I gotta thank you For giving me a thousand reasons Stick around Stick around And, baby, it came true All the little things that I wished for That I never said out loud Out of my mouth Oh my little, little lie Oh my little, little lie Oh my little, little lie Oh my little, little lie Oh my little, little lie Oh my little, little lie Oh my little, little lie Oh my little, little lie, yeah (Stick around) Stick around, stick around And, baby, let's say we fuck this up We'll ditch town and get lost How far do you think we could get Before the sun comes up? And, baby, let's say we fuck this up Ditch town and get lost How far do you think we could get Before the sun comes up? Let's see how far we could get Before the sun comes up Well, let's see how far we could get Before the sun comes up Oh my little, little lie Oh my little, little lie Oh my little, little lie Oh my little, little lie Oh my little, little lie Oh my little, little lie Oh my little, little lie Oh my little, little lie Oh my little, little lie (little lie) Oh my little, little lie Oh my little, little lie (little lie) Oh my little, little lie Oh my little, little lie Oh my little, little lie Oh my little, little lie (little lie) Oh my little, little lie
Writer(s): Nicholas Carpenter, Jacob Libassi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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