[Chorus: Kina Grannis]
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I wanna go where the lights are low and the dreamers are chasing,
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I wanna live like we don't know much but we know we're gonna make it,
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And I don't wanna spend another night alone,yeah
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I wanna go cause if we don't live now, then we're never gonna make it home.
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[Verse 1: Hoodie Allen]
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I'm living front row
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Ya'll can take the mezzanine
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Backstage chillin'
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Treating life like it's a magazine
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Seventeen and making money, with no doubt
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Had a crush on Gwen Stefani, yeah no doubt
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Like, woke up inside a new bugatti
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Just roll out
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Nobody told me this was just a hobby
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You know now
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But if you didn't then you probably would have got it
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I remember breaking even
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Now we out in vegas poppin
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I ain't trying to take the throne
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But baby give me options like I'm Geno Smith
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I tell them do it on your own me and Kina did
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And now we trying to take the road less travelled
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But sometimes the best shit's secret
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So go your own ways cos I don't need it
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I'm doing it my way so don't repeat it
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And you can say it's just a dream I'm feeling
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You wanna take me down a notch but this is more appealing like
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I got the type of life that no one trying to mess with,
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You got that McKayla Maroney bitches ain't impressed with, you
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[Chorus: Kina Grannis]
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I wanna go where the lights are low and the dreamers are chasing,
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I wanna live like we don't know much but we know we're gonna make it,
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And I don't wanna spend another night alone, (yeah)
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I wanna go cause if we don't leave now, then we're never gonna make it home.
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Oh-oh oh-oh waiting til I make it home
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Oh-oh oh-oh waiting til I make it home
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[Verse 2: Hoodie Allen]
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I ain't a movie star, I ain't a ball player
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But if you ask me what I do, I do it all player
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I got these girls going wild like I'm John Mayer
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And I don't need a damn guitar
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Watch me I'm going far
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Living out all my dreams
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I used to live in my car
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Now it's a limousine
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I put it in the garage
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Right next to my degrees
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Hundred dollars for a hat
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Trying to keep it supreme
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I bet you're trying to fit in with your best friends
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But your best friends
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Picked a bad investment
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I wish I could but I don' believe you for a second
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You said you living good but call me when the mets win
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The mets win it independent
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Doing it independent
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They tell me I hit a wall
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They wondering where I'm headed
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Busy buying the bard and busy trying to rent it
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It happens when they wait around and stop and just forget it
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And I be playing poker with a blind man, throwing all my chips in
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Working till I'm breaking every record like I'm Ripken
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Dang uh
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[Chorus: Kina Grannis]
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I wanna go where the lights are low and the dreamers are chasing,
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I wanna live like we don't know much but we know we're gonna make it,
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And I don't wanna spend another night alone,
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I wanna go cause if we don't leave now, then we're never gonna make it home.
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Oh-oh oh-oh waiting til I make it home
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Oh-oh oh-oh waiting til I make it home
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Oh-oh oh-oh waiting til I make it home
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Oh-oh oh-oh waiting til I make it home
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Make It Home
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| Hoodie Allen |
