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Wiley from Atlanta - Backseat Lyrics



Wiley from Atlanta - Backseat Lyrics




I think I met you in a past life
In the backseat of your parent's car
I didn't recognize you blonded
Your reflection changes every hour
We watch the hills grow smaller in the rear view
I want to take you where the angels live
They said Los Angeles was burning down
We can just burn with it
In the backseat of your parent's car
I can see the storm rushing in
But as long as your hand's in mine we can make the most of it
In the backseat of your parent's car I can see the storm rushing in But as long as your hands in mine we can make the most of it
In the backseat of your parent's car I can see the storm rushing in But as long as your hand's in mine we can make the most of it
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I think I met you in a past life
In the backseat of your parent's car
I didn't recognize you blonded
Your reflection changes every hour
We watch the hills grow smaller in the rear view
I want to take you where the angels live
They said Los Angeles was burning down
We can just burn with it
In the backseat of your parent's car
I can see the storm rushing in
But as long as your hand's in mine we can make the most of it
In the backseat of your parent's car I can see the storm rushing in But as long as your hands in mine we can make the most of it
In the backseat of your parent's car I can see the storm rushing in But as long as your hand's in mine we can make the most of it
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Writer: IAN POPE, IVANO MILO, WILL BRYANT
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Performed By: Wiley from Atlanta
Length: 1:52
Written by: IAN POPE, IVANO MILO, WILL BRYANT

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