[Intro: short instrumental pickup, detuned guitar, tight hats] [Spoken: close, low, almost a whisper] Friend of a friend's party. Didn't know the host. Barely knew the crappy music. Caught you stole a glance. Two seconds. That's all it took. [Verse 1: dry, conversational, stripped] Posted on the wall, counting exits in my head Beer in my hand, thought the time was right to throw the dice You caught my eye , then quickly looked away I'm rehearsing fucking lines, never even consider rules at play Your side of town, all concrete build on noise Mine, quiet secure picket fences, rules I never thought I'd lost Two different worlds, one crooked bathroom light Somebody's speaker cracking loud, nobody bothered to say a fukkin word [Pre-Chorus: thin, nearly silent] So there I was, caught myself walking over my approach one sided heard you laughed out loud [Chorus: wide, 3 male harmonies, stacked doubles, low chant] Ain't nobody, ain't nobody quite like you, bro. Winter fires down the street don't slow it down, let it go let it go go Running from the night, (RUNNING FROM THE NIGHT)... Running from the night, (RUNNING FROM THE NIGHT) There's' nobody quite like you, bro Don't ask me where we headed? I don't wanna fukkin know [Break: tight hats only, whispered self-double] Hand on my heart, just follow where I go [Verse 2: more urgent, brief double-time bursts] Wild ideas man, it's 3 a.m., yeah, we shook the damn block bro, time to park the car and show you where it's at dude Parking lot philosophy, the Charger's just a borrowed car, a stolen Glock won't hide from a dimlet star Different bloody backgrounds, same old poorly planned bizar You the big talker, for now I'll turn and follow through, surely we'll switch them roles ahead I'm sure... Crazy ass nights, catching up the Charger's speed When the curtain drops, that's where we'll meet Sirens in the distance, we just turn it the hell up Laughing like this fukkin town's got no hold on us [Pre-Chorus: thin, nearly silent] And if it ends (just say it now) I'd still run it all the way back [Chorus: wide, 3 male harmonies, stacked doubles, low chant] Ain't nobody, ain't nobody quite like you, bro Gas on the fire, don't slow it down, let it go Running from the night, (RUNNING FROM THE NIGHT) Running from the night, (RUNNING FROM THE NIGHT) Ain't nobody quite like you, bro Where we headed? I don't wanna know [Bridge: nearly bare, stop-start breakdown] Quiet. (beat) What if the dark's not what we're running from? (beat) What if it's the day, and who we have to be? (beat) Stay. [Final Chorus: octave doubles, biggest hit, additional male singer] Ain't nobody, ain't nobody quite like you, bro, The fire's gone out, but this night is still young, let's watch it grow Running from the night, (RUNNING FROM THE NIGHT) Running from the night, (RUNNING FROM THE NIGHT) Ain't nobody quite like you, bro Ain't nobody quite like you [Outro: sub-bass fades, detuned guitar alone] [End]
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