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Forklift my soul yeah
I was only out here to make P´s
Forgive my goals yeah
I wasn´t expecting an A-team

I have been in love, but (Love, but)
Not with an equal other

(So I said)
Ride on, ride on, ride on
I showed you that and I
Ride on, ride, on ride on
A touch of skin lets you right in
I´m wonderin´ how to say ´when´
And I despise my poor design
I was only waitin´
For the tides to turn and my eyes to burn
Back into rage again

´Cause the north winds pushed slighting
On horses I´ll ride in, oh (Against me, against me, against me)

And I feel you right by me
A Trojan disguise with open arms? (I´m sure you know, yeah)
´Cause the north winds pushed slighting
On horses I´ll ride in, oh (Yeah, no, no)
And I feel you right by me
A Trojan disguise, I hope not
I sure hope now

Commit to you on a Sunday
Directors always saved by the AD (Saved by the AD)
And there´s no time in telling what will be
You communicate the same as me
It´s a question of did I save the best for last?
Oh, I hope you´re not too shy to ask, oh

Ride on, ride on, ride on
I showed you that and I (I showed you that)
Ride on, ride, on ride on
A touch of skin lets you right in
I´m wonderin´ how to say ´when´
And I despise my poor design
I was only waitin´
For the tides to turn and my eyes to burn
Back into rage again

´Cause the north winds pushed slighting
On horses I´ll ride in, oh
And I feel you right by me
A Trojan disguise with open arms?
´Cause the north winds pushed slighting
On horses I´ll ride in, oh (Go open your heart)
And I feel you right by me

A Trojan disguise, I hope not
I sure hope now (I sure hope now)

I´ll wipe my slate clean
I´m scared to call you baby
Doordash, deep talks, dish out
I gotta dip out with Daisy
I told her clear my day please
She knows that it´s not deep
Oh, look at us, who would have thought?
Not me
Right on, get right on, right on
I showed you that and I
Ride on, ride on, ride on
A touch of skin
Lets you right in
Now I´m wonderin´ how your day went
And I despise my poor design

I was only waitin´
For the tides to turn and my eyes to burn
Back into rage again