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Searching for the thrill of it, thrill of it,Say that it's love, but to me it's looking counterfeit,I get done with one and move right on to another bitchYeahUhCollege educated, she graduatedAny bill she can't front, her parents paid itThe show was far, you the only one with a carAnd your girlfriends, but bein that she's a big fan, of course she made itMost girls wanna hide the fact that the thrill they chasin'But you, just wanna get drunk tonight and fuck someone famousSo I just name a time and a place and your game for itValue player, hotel room, meet you there[{background}:]{Walking on a dreamHow can I explainTalking to myself}Just travelin' the world{Will I see again}Tryin' different drugs and girls{We are always running for the thrill of it, thrill of itAlways pushing up the hill searching for the thrill of itLetras de cancionesOn and on and on we are calling out and out againNever looking down, I'm just in awe of what's in front of me}And I'm addicted to champagneFuck the room we buy the hallwayBitches I Taylor Gang thatThey just wanna know where the planes atTake the little one outta thereOr like, just turn it downAnd then I'm um probably just gonna go back smoke another one in an hourJust get real airy, fuckin' dreamy and shitWake up drunk go to sleep fucked upWe both amazed at what we just doneMixin' drinks, knowin we'll regret thisAin't been asleep yet, room service bringin' us breakfastAll this money, darlin, what else is left to do But smoke an enjoy my presidential viewGot a swimmin pool in my living roomOn stage, interviews, tons of sour, let's consume{We are always running for the thrill of it, thrill of itAlways pushing up the hill searching for the thrill of itOn and on and on we are calling out and out againNever looking down, I'm just in awe of what's in front of me}And I'm addicted to champagneFuck the room, we buy the hallwayBitches I Taylor Gang thatThey just wanna know where the planes atAnd I'm addicted to champagneFuck the room, we buy the hallwayBitches I Taylor Gang thatThey just wanna know where the planes atWhat's this?Burn after rollin?Yeah, that's what it isUntil I drop the next oneIt's just that{Catch me I'm falling downCatch me I'm falling downDon't stop, just keep going onI'm your shoulder lean uponSo come on, deliver from insideAll we got is tonight that is right till first light}I'm stonedThis is what, mix tape number 6? 7?I don't know, but um, good weeds still in the buildingYour bitch still hittin me on whatever I use on the computer these daysEverything's going how it's supposed to beYes, Taylor Gang over everything... From Letras Mania