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dylan reed - macan كلمات الأغنية

pulling up into the lot i been
waiting to see ya the summer long
smelling the cinnamon scent of a sinner but i been a saint and december gone

still it’s been cold as the winter now
filling it up a beginner now
still it’s been cold as the winter now
filling it up a beginner now

i’m falling down a faster pace’ll master race’ll macerate’ll last a day
messed the time up fess the crime up love to rest behind ya in that porsche macan

break plates with the waiter’s arm and make haste with the great coupon
i make taste with the face of the race spent way too long, i wait too long, to make this song i made the bomb up

when you gon’ drive in the honda
old dirt road that your mom bought
still feeling good let the time run
one drop two drop three, let the time come, stop
too lame with the four, five, drop, that name from the goal line
pop champagne for the old times, stop, can’t see any road signs

magic city with the lights down, thinking twice and then we fight now
taking your sh-t for some time now, i been fine trying to lie down
inspiration it’s okay to take from what you made’ll take a while
take the kn-b and turn the dial down, i just wanna see you smile bound

oh never wanna see me cry
oh never wanna say goodbye
oh ran off and you leave me dry
oh heaven gonna wave you by

knowing at fault when acquaintances calling
folding my hand when the waves are appalling
going too hard oughta slow down the rolling to roll down the window and stop

and now the rain is coming
it’s such a fine line
between the seasons rolling in and drowning, nightlife

- dylan reed

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