Sunday, January 4, 2026

Free running, cross the lines πŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ‰πŸŽŠπŸŽ‰πŸŽŠπŸŽ‰πŸŽŠπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆ

NAIPIA - Bluestown  πŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆ


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Now I got lost in it all

So I closed my eyes

And I’m so close to a fall

But she reads my mind

 πŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆ

And she calls me up

She says I’m down

She says I’ll be yours if you’ll be around

 πŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆ

Take me down to the blues town

Where we can get away

Take me down to the knives edge

Where we can make our mistakes

 πŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆ

I’m free running, cross the lines

Free running, cross the lines

Free running, cross the lines

Free running, cross the lines

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Time got lost on us both

As we spoke our minds

And I find it hard to get close

When my brains inclined

 πŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆ

To pull you up

And say I’m down

To just be yours

We can tell the town

🎡🎡🎢🎡🎡🎢🎡🎡🎢🎡🎡🎢🎡🎡🎢🎡🎡🎢🎡🎡🎢🎡🎡🎢🎡🎡🎢 

Take me down to the blues town

Where we can get away

Take me down to the knife’s edge

Where we can make mistakes

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I’m free running, cross the lines

Free running, cross the lines

Free running, cross the lines

Free running, cross the lines

 πŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆπŸŽ΅πŸŽ΅πŸŽΆ

When the lights go down on the night

We’ll go home for the day and we’ll hide

But you call me up for the same again

And you call me up for more

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I’m free running, cross the lines

Free running, cross the lines

Free running, cross the lines

Free running, cross the lines

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