Coming from youreyes No more selfish lies It's an awful week Marry me in jeans There's nothing on the wall In the bitter hall The neon lights are on That's where my bitter gone CHORUS: Man alive (x4) Adrenalin is weak Shifting as we speak And the beers flow down Ritual underground And it seems to change Weather, it's a game The neon lights are on Stellar well take off REPEAT CHORUS (x2)
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