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letra de paraglidin - august ingram

[intro]
whoa
oh, oh

[chorus}
as we take to the skies
lids on both eyes closed
can’t be ‘fraid of those heights
when we paraglide no (paraglide no)
we stay on that b-side
love like we die young (like we die young)
can’t be ‘fraid of those heights
when we paraglide no (paraglide no)

[verse 1]
it’s you over everything
confession’s the scary thing
you hold my back on this ride
knowin’ how things would end
f-ck overthinkin’ things
the sun’s known for burnin’ wings
but don’t be asking sh-t you don’t want the answer to
can’t be asking sh-t you don’t wanna know the answer to

[pre-chorus]
love is war, i can’t take the violence
love the rain, i can’t take the lightnin’
hold me close like we paraglidin’
hold me close like we paraglidin’
hold the small talk when dealin’ with giants
victimized yet we bleed in silence
hold me close like we paraglidin’
cut the (yeah) ropes for the thrill of dying
[chorus]
as we take to the skies
lids on both eyes closed (both eyes closed)
can’t be ‘fraid of those heights
when we paraglide no (paraglide no)
we stay on that b-side
love like we die young (like we die young)
can’t be ‘fraid of those heights
when we paraglide no (paraglide no)

[chorus]
as we take to the skies
lids on both eyes closed (both eyes closed)
can’t be ‘fraid of those heights
when we paraglide no (paraglide no)
lonely days and one-nights
lows and highlights no
can’t be ‘fraid of those heights
when we paraglide no (paraglide no)

[verse 2]
f-ck feelin’ blue in these blue skies, yeah
wait for the day that we nosedive
never gotta wait ’cause we weightless
it’s a long ass way till we hit the sand
we can f-ck around till it’s time to land
but could you please take me off of your instagram
there ain’t no strings attached do you understand, yeah
can we stay off them cuff, n-gga f-ck a plan, yeah
[verse 3]
yeah, play around, play around, play around, baby
the way that you play around finna drive a n-gga crazy
post you up on my story, make all my sidehoes mad
aviate over the rest of ’em, got my eyes on that
got my iphone waiting for that one d-mn call
she the type of girl to always put your call on hold
she the type of girl that never wants you getting involved
she the type of girl thicker than that la smog, she uh

[pre-chorus]
love is war, i can’t take the violence
love the rain, i can’t take the lightning
hold me close like we paraglidin’
hold me close like we paraglidin’
hold the small talk when dealing with giants
victimized yet we bleed in silence
hold me close like we paraglidin’
cut the (yeah) ropes for the thrill of dyin’

[outro]
hands up, let me feel it, touch the motherf-ckin’ sky
hands up, run your fingers through the motherf-ckin’ clouds
hands up, yeah, we feel it, touch the motherf-ckin’ sky
(light it up x40)

- august ingram

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