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Same Drum

๐Ÿ‘ค The Correspondents โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Foolishman โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:28
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โฑ๏ธ 2:28 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

These streets don't beat with the same
Drum as they used to when I was with you

By text and online it might seem like I'm having such a damn good time
The city's my playground I loved every night
But you don't get to see what I keep out of sight
Behind the smiles and a clashing of
Dreams, there's a man in a boat who slowly sinks

These streets don't beat with the same
Drum as they used to when I was with you

I think I call my own shots
But everybody tells me what I have not got
Yearning for the things I don't want or need
How many shiny, bright things will quench my grief?
Behind the illusion of success, there's a warning flare and an SOS

These streets don't beat with the same
Drum as they used to when I was with you

I order my favourite food
But a rare steak and fries can't even lift my mood (lift my mood)
A night that was a guarantee to have my mind blown (my mood)
Is diffused by an inevitable lonely ride home
Behind the dancing and excessive grin
There's a man at sea who finds it hard to swim

These streets don't beat with the same
Drum as they used to when I was with you

This city's always felt like home
Even on my own I never felt alone
But a carnival marauding through the streets I grew up
Can't change the empty half of a half-full cup
Behind a face that conveys joy
I need you to rescue a drowning boy

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:46.27] These streets don't beat with the same
[00:48.36] Drum as they used to when I was with you
[00:51.56] By text and online it might seem like I'm having such a damn good time
[00:56.26] The city's my playground I loved every night
[00:58.85] But you don't get to see what I keep out of sight
[01:01.57] Behind the smiles and a clashing of
[01:03.33] Dreams, there's a man in a boat who slowly sinks
[01:06.79] These streets don't beat with the same
[01:08.84] Drum as they used to when I was with you
[01:12.06] I think I call my own shots
[01:14.15] But everybody tells me what I have not got
[01:16.78] Yearning for the things I don't want or need
[01:19.13] How many shiny, bright things will quench my grief?
[01:21.73] Behind the illusion of success, there's a warning flare and an SOS
[01:27.44] These streets don't beat with the same
[01:29.20] Drum as they used to when I was with you
[01:32.49] I order my favourite food
[01:34.28] But a rare steak and fries can't even lift my mood (lift my mood)
[01:37.12] A night that was a guarantee to have my mind blown (my mood)
[01:39.44] Is diffused by an inevitable lonely ride home
[01:42.13] Behind the dancing and excessive grin
[01:44.22] There's a man at sea who finds it hard to swim
[01:47.90] These streets don't beat with the same
[01:49.72] Drum as they used to when I was with you
[01:53.14] This city's always felt like home
[01:55.27] Even on my own I never felt alone
[01:57.36] But a carnival marauding through the streets I grew up
[01:59.92] Can't change the empty half of a half-full cup
[02:02.73] Behind a face that conveys joy
[02:04.98] I need you to rescue a drowning boy
[02:09.09]

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