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l.ucas - Jackpot lyrics

Artist: l.ucas

album: Jackpot


Hop in the car and go drive
See the city lights
I'll play your favorite record on the way up
Or i could call you on my way back home
Pull up to your spot like a light
I've been at your house way too much
I gotta bring my hands back home, alone
Gotta bring my hands back home alone
I just hit the numbers I wanted
No way am I sorry
No way am I sorry
Ohh
Still do anything that you want
Tell me you want it
Tell me you want it
Ohh
Hop out the car and go inside
Turn off all the light
Play my favorite record on the stereo
Staring at my walls, but the walls don't know
Cuz I've been in my house like a light
I sit in my room way too much
And now I'm spending all this time, alone
I really can't stand this time alone
I just hit the numbers I wanted
No way am I sorry
No way am I sorry
Ohh
Still do anything that you want
Tell me you want it
Tell me you want it
Ohh
Never said I'd make it anyways
So what is there left to explain
The only time I cry is in the rain
So you don't see the tears all on my face
Cuz how could I explain
Hop in the car and go drive
See the city lights
I'll play your favorite record on the way up
Or i could call you on my way back home
Pull up to your spot like a light
I've been at your house way too much
I gotta bring my hands back home, alone
Gotta bring my hands back home alone
I just hit the numbers I wanted
No way am I sorry
No way am I sorry
Ohh
Still do anything that you want
Tell me you want it
Tell me you want it
Ohh

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