Eyes so wide in the headlights, young girl's on a mission better buckle up tight
My baby's gonna ride or die, gonna pick a good battle gonna pick a little fight
Strung out on the Highline, hang me up with the denim, ring me over my breath
One pulse and I feel alive, getting out of the rhythm getting over myself
Beat a little harder, ring my bell
Holding in the fire, holding hell
You know too much that way
And I've got much more to say
I'm not don't with the craze
I'm not feeling this phase
One kick to the right eye, cause I'm left a little empty, get me out of my head
Keep wrestling hot & cold, Cause I'm a left a little skimpy when they left me out for dead
Strung out on the Highline, walk the rails, feel the steal, I know its bad for my health
Once pulse I feel alive, getting out of the rhythm, bring me into my wealth
Beat a little harder, crack my shell
Holding in the fire, holding hell
You know too much that way
And I've got much more to say
I'm not don't with the craze
I'm not feeling this phase
Get me out of this phase, the make up on the way
In lieu of this praise, the make up on the way
Strung out on the Highline, the make up on the way
One pulse and I feel alive, the make up on the way
Bad Bad Stereo - I'm Not Lyrics
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Eyes so wide in the headlights, young girl's on a mission better buckle up tight
My baby's gonna ride or die, gonna pick a good battle gonna pick a little fight
Strung out on the Highline, hang me up with the denim, ring me over my breath
One pulse and I feel alive, getting out of the rhythm getting over myself
Beat a little harder, ring my bell
Holding in the fire, holding hell
You know too much that way
And I've got much more to say
I'm not don't with the craze
I'm not feeling this phase
One kick to the right eye, cause I'm left a little empty, get me out of my head
Keep wrestling hot & cold, Cause I'm a left a little skimpy when they left me out for dead
Strung out on the Highline, walk the rails, feel the steal, I know its bad for my health
Once pulse I feel alive, getting out of the rhythm, bring me into my wealth
Beat a little harder, crack my shell
Holding in the fire, holding hell
You know too much that way
And I've got much more to say
I'm not don't with the craze
I'm not feeling this phase
Get me out of this phase, the make up on the way
In lieu of this praise, the make up on the way
Strung out on the Highline, the make up on the way
One pulse and I feel alive, the make up on the way
My baby's gonna ride or die, gonna pick a good battle gonna pick a little fight
Strung out on the Highline, hang me up with the denim, ring me over my breath
One pulse and I feel alive, getting out of the rhythm getting over myself
Beat a little harder, ring my bell
Holding in the fire, holding hell
You know too much that way
And I've got much more to say
I'm not don't with the craze
I'm not feeling this phase
One kick to the right eye, cause I'm left a little empty, get me out of my head
Keep wrestling hot & cold, Cause I'm a left a little skimpy when they left me out for dead
Strung out on the Highline, walk the rails, feel the steal, I know its bad for my health
Once pulse I feel alive, getting out of the rhythm, bring me into my wealth
Beat a little harder, crack my shell
Holding in the fire, holding hell
You know too much that way
And I've got much more to say
I'm not don't with the craze
I'm not feeling this phase
Get me out of this phase, the make up on the way
In lieu of this praise, the make up on the way
Strung out on the Highline, the make up on the way
One pulse and I feel alive, the make up on the way
Writer: Bad Stereo
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid