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Rye & Danger Video (MV)




Performed By: A Serious Happening
Language: English
Length: 3:52
Written by: Richard Wallace




A Serious Happening - Rye & Danger Lyrics




But I lose my temper all the time, here I go
And that's on me, nobody else
Or so I'm told
I can't sit still
Hide underground, it's chemical
Enjoy the show

Stick around, while I steer you wrong
I'm freaking out, they're listening
And catching all these lies
Invading your nightmares
And leading you on
Promise you if there's a next time, you'll wanna run!

But I lose my temper all the time, here I go
If you leave me, somebody else will fill this role
Buckle up!
It's going down, so don't let go
God bless your soul

No mistakes in sovereign hands
And files just format away
Destruction games
Twisted entertainment, watching Rome burn
When will we stop kneeling in everybody else's way?

What are the odds I'm listening?
The Keays are locked inside
I swear, I'm staying
Don't check up on me
The pavement is calling, the trees never lie
Let the rubber start to burn, and let the tears start to fly

But I lose my temper all the time, here I go
God rest your soul

No mistakes in sovereign hands
And files just format away
Destruction games
Twisted entertainment, watching Rome burn
When will we stop kneeling in everybody else's way?
No one knows

This crown don't feel like royalty
This crown don't feel like royalty
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But I lose my temper all the time, here I go
And that's on me, nobody else
Or so I'm told
I can't sit still
Hide underground, it's chemical
Enjoy the show

Stick around, while I steer you wrong
I'm freaking out, they're listening
And catching all these lies
Invading your nightmares
And leading you on
Promise you if there's a next time, you'll wanna run!

But I lose my temper all the time, here I go
If you leave me, somebody else will fill this role
Buckle up!
It's going down, so don't let go
God bless your soul

No mistakes in sovereign hands
And files just format away
Destruction games
Twisted entertainment, watching Rome burn
When will we stop kneeling in everybody else's way?

What are the odds I'm listening?
The Keays are locked inside
I swear, I'm staying
Don't check up on me
The pavement is calling, the trees never lie
Let the rubber start to burn, and let the tears start to fly

But I lose my temper all the time, here I go
God rest your soul

No mistakes in sovereign hands
And files just format away
Destruction games
Twisted entertainment, watching Rome burn
When will we stop kneeling in everybody else's way?
No one knows

This crown don't feel like royalty
This crown don't feel like royalty
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Writer: Richard Wallace
Copyright: Lyrics © Richard Wallace


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