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Near Miss Video (MV)




Performed By: Sailor George
Language: English
Length: 3:29
Written by: Juras Lukaševičius




Sailor George - Near Miss Lyrics
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A sip of champagne
On his eighteenth birthday
They're acting adult
Yet they don't know nothing
A thousand people
No one ever knew
I talk so much
I never even knew
One drink, one game
One sip, one flame
If the music stops
We could use another drink or two
I never felt more confident with
Noone but you
To the room, feel the heat
Pull me in, now we sing
Now we dance, now we breathe
My own senses feel so bleak
I'm so drunk, you're so drunk
I don't love you, wish I could
But I never want to stop
Wish I had the strength to move
For a kiss, tender lips
Glazed in vodka bitterness
Simple clique
Nanananana
Damn near miss
Nanananana
Stories aren't stories
If the ending isn't jarring
Step aside the tipsy mind, I mean
Just think one time
There's her ring, there's her spouse
There's her love, her reach, her vows
There's her beauty by the glass
Sipping down on shitty schnapps
That's us living for the moment
That's us dancing 'cause we're lonely
A connection held by mixed perception
I don't love you better, damn near miss
Nanananana
Damn near miss
Nanananana
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A sip of champagne
On his eighteenth birthday
They're acting adult
Yet they don't know nothing
A thousand people
No one ever knew
I talk so much
I never even knew
One drink, one game
One sip, one flame
If the music stops
We could use another drink or two
I never felt more confident with
Noone but you
To the room, feel the heat
Pull me in, now we sing
Now we dance, now we breathe
My own senses feel so bleak
I'm so drunk, you're so drunk
I don't love you, wish I could
But I never want to stop
Wish I had the strength to move
For a kiss, tender lips
Glazed in vodka bitterness
Simple clique
Nanananana
Damn near miss
Nanananana
Stories aren't stories
If the ending isn't jarring
Step aside the tipsy mind, I mean
Just think one time
There's her ring, there's her spouse
There's her love, her reach, her vows
There's her beauty by the glass
Sipping down on shitty schnapps
That's us living for the moment
That's us dancing 'cause we're lonely
A connection held by mixed perception
I don't love you better, damn near miss
Nanananana
Damn near miss
Nanananana
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Writer: Juras Lukaševičius
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