| They think that I'm an ordinary kid |
| But I'm stepping off the path to flip the script |
| And I'm wrapped around the finger of a life that makes me sick |
| Maybe this whole time I've missed a trick |
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| You came through with a different touch |
| Swept up in a midnight rush yeah |
| You knew I had demons to flee from |
| You had the same ones |
| Outgunned like its them and us |
| Swept up in a midnight rush yeah |
| Were changing lanes out on the freeway were cutting them off |
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| Yeah you gonna make me do bad things |
| Got me running riot every evening |
| Lock the door throw away the key |
| Cause I wanna do bad things |
| Guess it's never thrilling if is easy |
| You could make me feel like a king |
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| I hate the fact that we have to pretend |
| Cause they'll never know you're more than just a friend |
| Yeah your leather jacket hand me downs don't follow any trends |
| You still a perfect picture in my head |
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| You came through with a different touch |
| Swept up in a midnight rush yeah |
| Were changing lanes out on the freeway |
| We're cutting them off |
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| Yeah you gonna make me do bad things |
| Got me running riot every evening |
| You could make me feel like a king |
| Cause I wanna do bad things |
| Guess it's never thrilling if is easy |
| Lock the door throw away the key |
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