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Oh, whoa. Hits like this. Hits like this. It's only when I think of you. Wish my mind could cut me loose. Cut the weight off my shoulder. Hate it when I'm sober. Even when I smoke, I feel it too. Cigarettes and Malibu. Start regretting every move. Remember when I told ya I was getting sober? Now I'm just a joker, I'm a fool. No lie, I could've called it quits. But how could I let go when it hits Like this? Oh, I don't know what it is. But how could I let go when it hits Like this? When it hits like this, hits like this. When it hits like This, hits like this. Six AM, still haven't slept. Can't believe I'm here again. Like the memory's in my lungs now, Breathing till I come down. Never seem to get you out my head. You know I can't lie, I could've called it Quits. But how could I let go when it Hits like this? Oh, I don't know what it is. But how could I let go when it hits Like this? When it Hits like this, hits like this. When it, oh, Hits like this, hits like this. It hits like a bullet train. Rush of blood to the brain. Numbs the pain. Gets me higher than I have ever been before. Than I have ever been before. Hits like a summer rain. In the heat of July. Running through my veins. Gets me higher than I have ever been before. Than I have ever been before. No lie, I could've called it quits. But how could I let go when it hits Like this? Oh, I don't know what it is. But how could I let go when it hits Like this?
Issac Frank & Sam Fischer — Hits Like This (lmusic.kz)
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