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North Keeper - 99 Lyrics



North Keeper - 99 Lyrics




I'm running toward this fine line
I'm outta my head there's no time
Time to find myself I'm out of the haze
I took a bite of something that made me a slave
I can't let go if you're on my sleeve
But I don't want to lose control when
Your ghost and I have become like old best friends, I
Chased you down the corridor
Of bitter ends, there's
Nothing like a haunting of your fashion and trends
I paid no mind you redefine how

I've always seen the light in your eyes
You're my shot of bourbon in paradise, I
Never like to be any more surprised
If you're my fine line your proof is 99

I wanna see through the veil but you say that I can't, I
Need you like a poltergeist that's beside my bed, I
Think I caught a glimpse of light it's your silhouette
But I don't want to lose control when

I've always seen the light in your eyes
Never wanna go back if you're by my side, I
Know I see you how the moon meets the night
Kinda like someone who makes the wrongs to right if
I'm made of water then you could be the wine
You're my shot of bourbon in paradise
I never like to be any more surprised
If you're my fine line your proof is 99

Oh, woah, oh, oh, oh, woah, oh, oh, oh, woah, oh, oh, oh, woah, oh, oh
Oh, woah, oh, oh, oh, woah, oh, oh, oh, woah, oh, oh, oh, woah, oh, oh
Oh, woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

I'm running toward this fine line
You're outta my head

I've always seen the light in your eyes
Never wanna go back if you're by my side, I
Know I see you how the moon meets the night
Kinda like someone who makes the wrongs to right
If I'm made of water then you could be the wine
You're my shot of bourbon in paradise
I never liked to be any more surprised
If you're my fine line your proof is 99
If you're my fine line your proof is 99
If you're my fine line your proof is
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I'm running toward this fine line
I'm outta my head there's no time
Time to find myself I'm out of the haze
I took a bite of something that made me a slave
I can't let go if you're on my sleeve
But I don't want to lose control when
Your ghost and I have become like old best friends, I
Chased you down the corridor
Of bitter ends, there's
Nothing like a haunting of your fashion and trends
I paid no mind you redefine how

I've always seen the light in your eyes
You're my shot of bourbon in paradise, I
Never like to be any more surprised
If you're my fine line your proof is 99

I wanna see through the veil but you say that I can't, I
Need you like a poltergeist that's beside my bed, I
Think I caught a glimpse of light it's your silhouette
But I don't want to lose control when

I've always seen the light in your eyes
Never wanna go back if you're by my side, I
Know I see you how the moon meets the night
Kinda like someone who makes the wrongs to right if
I'm made of water then you could be the wine
You're my shot of bourbon in paradise
I never like to be any more surprised
If you're my fine line your proof is 99

Oh, woah, oh, oh, oh, woah, oh, oh, oh, woah, oh, oh, oh, woah, oh, oh
Oh, woah, oh, oh, oh, woah, oh, oh, oh, woah, oh, oh, oh, woah, oh, oh
Oh, woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

I'm running toward this fine line
You're outta my head

I've always seen the light in your eyes
Never wanna go back if you're by my side, I
Know I see you how the moon meets the night
Kinda like someone who makes the wrongs to right
If I'm made of water then you could be the wine
You're my shot of bourbon in paradise
I never liked to be any more surprised
If you're my fine line your proof is 99
If you're my fine line your proof is 99
If you're my fine line your proof is
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Writer: Peter VanSprange
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Performed By: North Keeper
Language: English
Length: 3:43
Written by: Peter VanSprange

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