
Nowhere Else I’d Rather Be O.A.R
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[Verse 1]
I look for passage through the windows of the masses
Between the storm clouds, but they generally just pass us
And there's some days that I'm stuck between two magnets
It's a crisis in the format of a habit
Truth is, I'm up top in my head doing gymnastics
And not one piece of advice is gonna stop this
[Chorus]
Through it all, you ride, you ride with me (Oh)
Driving crazy, broken streets (Oh)
There's nowhere else I'd rather be (Oh)
Than here with you, here with me (Oh)
[Verse 2]
There's a spot down on the west side whеre we sit at
Twenty yеars now, but it feels just like a minute
Same placement, but it hits a little bit different, yeah
It's madhouse, all I'm saying, this shit's crazy
And I'm so thankful for the good life with my lady
Now I'm a father to that lady's little babies
[Chorus]
Through it all, you ride, you ride with me (Oh)
Driving crazy, broken streets (Oh)
There's nowhere else I'd rather be (Oh)
Than here with you, here with me (Oh)
I look for passage through the windows of the masses
Between the storm clouds, but they generally just pass us
And there's some days that I'm stuck between two magnets
It's a crisis in the format of a habit
Truth is, I'm up top in my head doing gymnastics
And not one piece of advice is gonna stop this
[Chorus]
Through it all, you ride, you ride with me (Oh)
Driving crazy, broken streets (Oh)
There's nowhere else I'd rather be (Oh)
Than here with you, here with me (Oh)
[Verse 2]
There's a spot down on the west side whеre we sit at
Twenty yеars now, but it feels just like a minute
Same placement, but it hits a little bit different, yeah
It's madhouse, all I'm saying, this shit's crazy
And I'm so thankful for the good life with my lady
Now I'm a father to that lady's little babies
[Chorus]
Through it all, you ride, you ride with me (Oh)
Driving crazy, broken streets (Oh)
There's nowhere else I'd rather be (Oh)
Than here with you, here with me (Oh)
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