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take you out tonight letra


High as a kite on your purple haze
I want the morning to last forever
I don't want nobody else
I'm free, I'm free, I'm free
Make the records I wanna make
Fuck off and tell 'em anything
Have one conversation with my people
Just wanna tell you where I've been
Fuck the world, fuck the gallery
Fuck anyone who hasn't been here
You're welcome in
But fuck anyone who hasn't been here

God, I love it inside
To hold you in that safe light
But looking in your eyes, I can feel all the edges tonight
'Cause it's brutal to be baptized
In cold stares and harsh lights
But I gotta take you out and show you off tonight

Hey, hey

I'm made of one-way tickets and I'm not selling 'em cheap
So let 'em write shit about us that they didn't even see
Oh, let 'em think that they understand our bits when they don't
I just want one conversation with my people and my home
I just want one conversation with my people and my past
I'm taking this so far now, I gotta keep cool, make it last

But, damn, I'm on the edge tonight
Praying for a real life
Well, look me in the eyes and ask me again if I can fight
'Cause it's brutal to be uptight
In the face of such a beautiful life
Well, I gotta take you out and show you off tonight

Hey, hey, I feel a way
Hey, hey, I feel a way

'Cause I went down to see the man and the man asked me for a picture
I asked a friend how he was doing, he showed me his monthly listeners
Oh, don't get cheap, don't get caught, don't get lost in all these kisses
I just want you all night, don't wanna get lost in these kisses
Oh, take the money and run, just be honest about your faith
Don't make the kids pay for your loan and what you think you're made of, babe
I'm made of east coast music, I'm made of ghosts from the past
And I've been gone since I was fifteen, daring my soul to crash

But it's cool, keep it inside
Gonna love her in that easy light
(She don't need to hear this shit right now anyway)
Yeah, it's brutal to be baptized
In cold stares and harsh lights
But I gotta take you out and show you off tonight

Hey, hey, I feel a way
Woo
Yeah

I could try to leave my house, I'd end up right back on my stoop
I could try to leave this hell, I'd fucking die on this hill
I could try to leave the road, I'd end up right back in the van
I could try to take your hand, you know I'll never take your hand
I gotta face everything that I ever believed, oh

Hey, hey, I feel a way
Hey, hey, I feel a way
Well, hey, I feel a way
So come on, Bleachers, take it
Pump it up
One, two, three, four
Oh, good take

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