Trade it for a nice time
I was waiting on a timeline
She was waiting on the sideline
I want it set in gold
Hit it on an off beat
Try to force it for a could be
Fuck it for a small fee
I want it set in gold
A little rare, and your eyes start rolling
(I'm on your side)
A little scared, and my mind starts folding
I'm on your high, you won't come home
There's something fine about this role
I'm on your side, you won't find home
There's something shy you're yet to know
I was dancing on a landslide
She was working through the nighttime
She was waiting for the right time
To let it go
I won't come home, you won't feel fine
There's something cold about your kind
There's something broke about this life
You'll never know how hard I tried
You'll never know, you won't feel right
There's something cold that grips me tight
I won't come home, I won't feel fine
I played a role, I can't survive
I was dancing on a landslide
I was working though the nighttime
I was waiting for the right time
To let it go
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