Wild Life
Album: Hipster Christmas - Volume 2
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Punchin' to a whole day of nothing, it's all part of growing up. You know you're more than another wheel of motion, you're starting to get the notion. I think you've had enough. You're alive in your dreams but in person you can't move. You're swallowed by the sea of people analyzing you. And it's a little bit hard to not lose sight when you're fighting all day to let it out all night. You're head keeps telling you just go home, but your heart wants to feel the beat of one more song. Neon light in your eyes caught up, another majesty. But I wish that all the lights wouldn't mind us instead of blinding everything we see. 'Cause it's a little bit hard to not lose sight when you're fighting all day to let it out all night. You're head keeps telling you just go home, but your heart wants to feel the beat of one more song. We are creatures living wild lives. Everybody has their wild nights. We are creatures living wild lives and everybody has their wild nights. Their wild nights. Oh their wild nights. Their wild nights. Oh he's dressed in Sunday's best. Cover up the black and blue. We're stuck inside of mindless times, don't you be a mindless too. Wild nights. Wild nights, oh wild nights. Oh wild nights.
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