Lucky Buzz Lyrics

	作词 : Buckner
	This wicked ole line? @ 32:
	holding out blindly & barely true.
	I see my kind (slow me down).
	Can I keep this buzz around?
	She waved me in.
	You see, confessions'd been found.
	So, I came a lil closer as the night roars down.
	I sent off a letter w/ the stinger still inside
	(I shoulda skipped that bluff. I knew I'd had too much.)
	"Curl on up
	& flip out the light
	Perfect strongholds
	lie awake @ night."
	I took a turned & a scattered look:
	no nests & a long flight
	to stare the stars away.
	She said,
	"Storms like these
	(ones like us)
	never live alone
	(never get enough).
	So many like us just burn & run.
	But we're the lucky ones!
	Yeah, but we're the lucky ones!"
	A busy line's a long night-saved;
	a loaded lil call, dark & late.
	As Congress Ave. falls,
	w Ego's down;
	can I keep this buzz around?
	Yeah, can I keep?

	zuo ci : Buckner
	This wicked ole line? 32:
	holding out blindly barely true.
	I see my kind slow me down.
	Can I keep this buzz around?
	She waved me in.
	You see, confessions' d been found.
	So, I came a lil closer as the night roars down.
	I sent off a letter w the stinger still inside
	I shoulda skipped that bluff. I knew I' d had too much.
	" Curl on up
	flip out the light
	Perfect strongholds
	lie awake night."
	I took a turned a scattered look:
	no nests a long flight
	to stare the stars away.
	She said,
	" Storms like these
	ones like us
	never live alone
	never get enough.
	So many like us just burn run.
	But we' re the lucky ones!
	Yeah, but we' re the lucky ones!"
	A busy line' s a long nightsaved
	a loaded lil call, dark late.
	As Congress Ave. falls,
	w Ego' s down
	can I keep this buzz around?
	Yeah, can I keep?

	zuò cí : Buckner
	This wicked ole line? 32:
	holding out blindly barely true.
	I see my kind slow me down.
	Can I keep this buzz around?
	She waved me in.
	You see, confessions' d been found.
	So, I came a lil closer as the night roars down.
	I sent off a letter w the stinger still inside
	I shoulda skipped that bluff. I knew I' d had too much.
	" Curl on up
	flip out the light
	Perfect strongholds
	lie awake night."
	I took a turned a scattered look:
	no nests a long flight
	to stare the stars away.
	She said,
	" Storms like these
	ones like us
	never live alone
	never get enough.
	So many like us just burn run.
	But we' re the lucky ones!
	Yeah, but we' re the lucky ones!"
	A busy line' s a long nightsaved
	a loaded lil call, dark late.
	As Congress Ave. falls,
	w Ego' s down
	can I keep this buzz around?
	Yeah, can I keep?

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