Nights Like These Santoro (Ft. Ghost)

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Like a bird you wanna be one
Soaring high with your freedom
Healed from the things done
Shining bright like a beacon

Pull up and we scheming, Beamer, drop top
Looking like a crock pot, steaming
I just might do 90 in the 30 for no reason
Trying get away from all the pain and shit I'm seeing, seeing
Pull up and we scheming, Beamer, drop top
Looking like a crock pot, steaming
I just might do 90 in the 30 for no reason
Trying get away from all the pain and shit I'm seeing, seeing

Getting connected
Right back to my hotspot
Airing it out
Wind on my face with my drop top
Red up ahead
I see it now but I don't stop
Coming in fast
Living though when I'm on the run
Picking up where you dropped the love
Cleaning up what you left like dust
Broken down with my face in the rut
Pull myself got to get back up
Tell myself got to get away
Pack my bags on the interstate
Hit the west hello L.A
Speak it out til it in my face
Save myself from drowning I've been living out my life
I'm just trying to deal with all the pain locked up inside
Twisted with emotions but you know I got it right
Only come with me baby if you down to ride, I said