Lyrics

First time the phone rings to my ear, I'm elusive, man California saw me really fuckin' faded, man Eye to eye in a passion dance Secret boy with my secret plans Talk me down and out, my head in a double bed New releases get delayed by the blogs again Back me up if the touring fails The sacred text is the album sales You know I'm so down, never slow down And I'm so for that, take control of that I really saw you in that S-Class Benz I saw the inside of your high-rise then A fucking waster in the way that I spend my time Icy feelings come to me in a foreign ride Eye to eye in another time Secrets kept of another kind I can feel you breathing hard when I'm by your side I know the feeling that's been keeping you up at night I and I is a passionate lie Secret boy in a secret life I really felt impressed then Something that I missed then Something 'bout it tells me you don't even know me Call me like the one The one you've been ignoring Passing out and then buy you something foreign I was really in Seattle with my last band soaring like a real heartbreaker West Coast touring Wrote half an album before I bailed Still collecting from album sales Call me when you want me or if something's really wrong Baby, I just couldn't stand when I crashed that car Secret texts when I ran the light I and I is a passionate lie Secret boy in a secret life
Writer(s): Adam Mcilwee Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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