Lights move slow and I see
Sweetest angel in front of me
Who knows
Was never good at going slow
Tonight under the shining lights
Everything will be alright
Go home
Really I'd prefer it be alone
Nights like these I'm not inclined to
Places like these I see right through
But for some reason you don't feel so vain
So take a drink a drag and then
Feels just like it did back when I was young
And things like these weren't so hard to come by
Been alone since seventeen
The red lights blue shift to look green
So cold
When I walked you home in my coat
She says I'm not alone but I know
Only as the fickle air blows warm
Honey there's a big storm rollin' in
And where the hell should I begin?
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Lights move slow and I see
Sweetest angel in front of me
Who knows
Was never good at going slow
Tonight under the shining lights
Everything will be alright
Go home
Really I'd prefer it be alone
Nights like these I'm not inclined to
Places like these I see right through
But for some reason you don't feel so vain
So take a drink a drag and then
Feels just like it did back when I was young
And things like these weren't so hard to come by
Been alone since seventeen
The red lights blue shift to look green
So cold
When I walked you home in my coat
She says I'm not alone but I know
Only as the fickle air blows warm
Honey there's a big storm rollin' in
And where the hell should I begin?
Sweetest angel in front of me
Who knows
Was never good at going slow
Tonight under the shining lights
Everything will be alright
Go home
Really I'd prefer it be alone
Nights like these I'm not inclined to
Places like these I see right through
But for some reason you don't feel so vain
So take a drink a drag and then
Feels just like it did back when I was young
And things like these weren't so hard to come by
Been alone since seventeen
The red lights blue shift to look green
So cold
When I walked you home in my coat
She says I'm not alone but I know
Only as the fickle air blows warm
Honey there's a big storm rollin' in
And where the hell should I begin?
Writer: Jacob Reiss
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