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๐Ÿ‘ค Rudimental โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ hypemachine โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:56
๐ŸŽต 1376 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:56 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 18085630

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

With lights down low she waited home
He never called the phone
He never picked her up just like he said he would
And so she sent him loving messages
Ask him straight what is this

With lights down low she waited home
He never called the phone
He never picked her up just like he said he would
And so she sent him loving messages
Ask him straight what is this

Driving, speeding
Believing, Friday evening
Feeling

Driving, speeding
Believing, Friday evening
Feeling

My black and blue a-against the wall, wall, ah-oh
The scream is muted as we fa-all, we fa-all-all

You never stick around, fade into your background
Now this ish, it's-it's out the window, oh, ah-oh

And I'm driving, speeding
Believing, Friday evening
Feeling

Driving, speeding
Believing, Friday evening
Feeling

A flash of all your childish games, games, ah-ames
Remains as we're standing face-to-face
Yeah, for always playing that field
My defence stands with no shield
Now this ish is out the window, oh and I'm

With lights down low she waited home
He never called the phone
He never picked her up just like he said he would
And so she sent him loving messages
Asking him straight what is this

Driving, speeding
Believing, Friday evening
Feeling

Driving, speeding
Believing, Friday evening
Feeling

Driving, speeding
Believing, Friday evening
Feeling

Driving, speeding
Believing, Friday evening
Feeling

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:00.02] With lights down low she waited home
[00:01.95] He never called the phone
[00:03.65] He never picked her up just like he said he would
[00:06.88] And so she sent him loving messages
[00:09.07] Ask him straight what is this
[00:14.06] With lights down low she waited home
[00:16.37] He never called the phone
[00:18.07] He never picked her up just like he said he would
[00:21.02] And so she sent him loving messages
[00:23.31] Ask him straight what is this
[00:28.15] Driving, speeding
[00:30.84] Believing, Friday evening
[00:34.68] Feeling
[00:37.91]
[00:42.85] Driving, speeding
[00:45.29] Believing, Friday evening
[00:49.22] Feeling
[00:52.73]
[00:56.88] My black and blue a-against the wall, wall, ah-oh
[01:04.44] The scream is muted as we fa-all, we fa-all-all
[01:11.38] You never stick around, fade into your background
[01:18.85] Now this ish, it's-it's out the window, oh, ah-oh
[01:25.53] And I'm driving, speeding
[01:28.27] Believing, Friday evening
[01:32.07] Feeling
[01:35.50]
[01:40.15] Driving, speeding
[01:42.96] Believing, Friday evening
[01:46.36] Feeling
[01:49.91]
[01:54.45] A flash of all your childish games, games, ah-ames
[02:01.76] Remains as we're standing face-to-face
[02:08.42] Yeah, for always playing that field
[02:12.59] My defence stands with no shield
[02:16.73] Now this ish is out the window, oh and I'm
[02:26.39]
[02:37.35] With lights down low she waited home
[02:40.04] He never called the phone
[02:41.88] He never picked her up just like he said he would
[02:44.43] And so she sent him loving messages
[02:47.02] Asking him straight what is this
[02:52.34] Driving, speeding
[02:54.50] Believing, Friday evening
[02:58.28] Feeling
[03:01.54]
[03:06.47] Driving, speeding
[03:08.92] Believing, Friday evening
[03:12.83] Feeling
[03:16.36]
[03:20.62] Driving, speeding
[03:23.21] Believing, Friday evening
[03:26.99] Feeling
[03:30.49]
[03:35.21] Driving, speeding
[03:37.73] Believing, Friday evening
[03:41.47] Feeling
[03:43.49]

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