Odds
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Odds
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We both had too much that's what they'll all say
Dizzy at it dancing in the hallway
Tell me if you trying to leave
'Cause you sang my song
All night long
All night long
Perfume stained shirts on the floor
Your body's got me wanting more
Take that off, girl close that door
Arching your back when your back's on the wall
Won't you back it up, back it up?
Don't ever stop
I get high on wasted time
So feel the rush and you're gone
And you could never read my mind
But we're just playing the odds
Not catching feels that's what they all say
Still I watch you walking down the hallway
Just tell me what you're trying to be
'Cause you sang this song
All night long
All night long
Green goes grey on concrete floors
Lights black out behind closed doors
Pride myself I can't ignore
I heard that you got it
I heard of it well
Know you sing like you should
Through your nose like Miguel
I get high on wasted time
So feel the rush and you're gone (Rushing through my bones)
And you could never read my mind
But we're just playing the odds (O-o-o-oo-odds)
I get high on wasted time
So feel the rush and you're gone (You're gone, you're gone)
And you could never read my mind
But were just playing the odds
Its not the same, not the same when we're sober
Its not the same, not the same is it over?
Its not the same, not the same when we're sober
Step back, move quick, handstand, land perfect
I get high on wasted time
So feel the rush and you're gone (Rushing through my bones)
And you could never read my mind
But were just playing the odds (O-o-o-oo-odds)
I get high on wasted time
So feel the rush and you're gone (You're gone, you're gone)
And you could never read my mind
But were just playing the odds
Yeah we're just playing the odds
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