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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Queens Club
Queens Club
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel Eaton
Daniel Eaton
Composer
Jake Howard
Jake Howard
Composer
Andrew Nichols
Andrew Nichols
Composer
Tyler Bottles
Tyler Bottles
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brandon Paddock
Brandon Paddock
Producer

Lyrics

Hoops, hoops, always jumping through hoops and tripping On the hedges. Tip-toe through fire, too sure to look behind I ain't Using checks and balances. Youth had freed me to run with the wolves and feast on The night. The hungry night. Maybe I just wanna be your man. How am I to put you down if I'll just pick you up Again? Maybe I fear I can't taste your love now that I've Decided That I can't only be your friend. Move, make a move that you might be tempted again to Feel Anything thats wrong is right, when day has fled to Night. I've been there. Dan, there's nothing wrong with a taste of a kiss that Missed on love. And so it fainted. To be dismissed would be so sad. So I check you up and down I've got a greater proposition. There's a simple way to fit the mold. You'll look a man on his mission. First, you'll spread yourself thin. Next, you can paint your face a pale white. Then, you'll let yourself through that door. And alas, you'll surely claim your prize. I'll bring you up to have a sweeter tooth and a deeper Root until your face to face with an apparition. The ghost that breathes lies is a greater danger, a Perfect stranger. At last you've turned the light on. At last you've turned the light on. Maybe I just wanna be your man. How am I to put you down if I'll just pick you up Again? Maybe I fear I can't taste your love now that I've Decided That I can't only be your friend.
Writer(s): Daniel Eaton, Tyler Bottles, Andrew Nichols, Jacob Howard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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