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  • If you no love lyrics ; by Chike

    If you no love lyrics ; by Chike

    Make I know make I know oh make I know oh make I know
    Make I know make I know now make I know aah make I make I ah make I know
    Calling me the sugar wey dey your tea
    Calling me the honey wey dey your bee
    Anything you tell me I dey believe o
    Showing me around like I lost my way
    Telling all your friend say na mi be bae
    Baby see me I don dey believe o
    Tell me make I know now
    If you show me make I know now
    If e nah sure me make I know now
    If you nah love me o
    Tell me make I know now o
    If e sure me make I know now o
    If e nah sure me make I know now o
    If you nah love me o
    Make you nah talk say you love me o
    Haai if you nah need me o
    Make you nah talk say you need me o
    I take this love seriously o
    Baby o make you nah play me o
    No go dey talk say you love me o
    No play me oo
    Calling me the sun wet bright your day
    Calling me the joy wey dey catch your face
    Anything you talk baby I dey believe o
    Nobody dey gree to dey toast me again
    When dey wana come you dey block their way
    Everybody don sabi me with you o
    Tell me make I know now
    If you show me make I know now
    If e nah sure me make I know now
    Tell me make I know now o
    If e sure me make I know now o
    If e nah sure me make I know now o
    If you nah love me o
    Make you nah talk say you love me o
    Hai if you nah need me o
    Make you nah talk say you need me o
    I take this love seriously o
    Baby o
    Make you nah play me o
    No go dey talk say you love me
    Before we go further tell me I wanna know
    Make I nah go fall down low low I wanna know make I nah fall down low
    Do you have another oo I wanna know
    Am I the only one am I your number one
    If you nah love me o now
    Make you nah talk say you love me o if you nah love me oo
    Hai if you nah need me o
    Make you nah talk say you need me o need me ooo
    I take this love seriously o
    Baby o
    Make you nah play me o
    No go dey talk say you love me
    If you nah love me o
    Make you nah talk say you love me o
    If you nah need me ooo
    Make you nah talk say you need me o
    I take this love oo seriously o
    You no be finidyy no finish me here o
    No go dey talk say you need me
    No play me oo
    Make I know make I know oh make I know oh make I know
    Make I know make I know now make I know aah make I make I ah make I know don’t play
    Songwriters: Chike Ezekpeazu Osebuka

  • Roju lyrics; by Chike

    Roju lyrics; by Chike

    Ọ bụzi gịnị kam’ na-achọ nụ
    Imana Chukwu agọzi go mụ
    Ònye lu me you
    Nyelu you me
    What am I what am I looking for?
    Say my God, e don bless me oh
    He give me you, give you me
    Ọ bụzi ka ife nlacha sị asọ
    Ọ bụzi ka ife mmicha sị amị
    My baby you know say you you go love me
    Adaugo adaugo (ah ah)
    Akwaugo akwaugo (ah ah)
    When I call your name shakara for me
    Ro ro ro roma
    I go be your Romeo
    You go be my Juli
    Ro ro ro roma
    I go be your Romeo
    You go be my Juli
    Give me your heart I no go run away
    Show me your love I no go use you play
    Carry me go me I go follow way, follow you go
    Me and you, me and you
    Ọkwa muna gị my baby
    Me and you, me and you
    Ọkwa muna gị my baby oh
    Ọ bụzi ka ife nlacha sị asọ
    Ọ bụzi ka ife mmicha sị amị
    My baby you know say you you go love me
    Adaugo adaugo (ah ah)
    Akwaugo akwaugo (ah ah)
    When I call your name, shakara for me
    Ro ro ro roma
    I go be your Romeo
    You go be my Juli
    Ro ro ro roma
    I go be your Romeo
    You go be my Juli
    Uju uju uju (Adaugo)
    Ro ro ro roma
    I go be your Romeo (Akwaugo)
    You go be my Juli
    Ro ro ro roma (Adaugo)
    I go be your Romeo (Akwaugo)
    You go be my Juli
    Leave me make I dance
    (Dancia)
    Leave me make I dance
    (Dancia)
    Leave me make I dance
    (Dancia)
    Na because of my baby oh
    Calling you make you shakara
    (Dancia)
    Calling you make you shakara
    (Dancia)
    Do this your body like you dey do
    (Dancia) Oyo my baby o
    Adaugo adaugo
    Akwaugo akwaugo
    Adaugo adaugo
    Akwaugo akwaugo
    Adaugo adaugo
    Akwaugo akwaugo
    Adaugo adaugo
    Akwaugo akwaugo

  • 92 Explorer; Song by Post Malone

    Ooh, ooh (wow)
    Oh, yeah (wow)
    Yeah, yeah-yeah
    We got London on da Track

    Hunnid and twenty, come catch me, forties inside of my belly
    Shouldn’t be drivin’, I’m faded (yeah, yeah)
    Rock that Nirvana, my favorite, damn, I forgot what her name is
    She in the front seat, head-bangin’ (ooh), yeah, yeah, yeah

    Money counter sound somethin’ like a chopper, chopper (chopper, chopper)
    Speakers system bumpin’, fuck your fuckin’ block up (fuck your block up)
    Used to mock him, now it’s custom Bentley mock-ups (mock-ups)
    Killer drop, a call from lockup

    If you buy that echo, why you lyin’? You broke
    Got a nine in my tote, get you smoke like a stoge
    Keep on ridin’ my coat, you know your new shit is a joke
    Why you bitin’ my flows? What you tryna be, Post? (Yeah)

    Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, guap keep expandin’
    Ooh, yuck me up, I don’t want no romancin’
    Ooh, baby, I see these muhfuckas’ glancin’
    When my whip stop, then my wheels keep spinnin’ (skrt)

    Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, guap keep expandin’
    Ooh, yuck me up, I don’t want no romancin’
    Ooh, baby, I see these muhfuckas’ glancin’
    When my whip stop, then my wheels keep spinnin’ (ooh)

    She used to shoppin’ at the mall (ooh)
    I’ll teach lil’ baby how to ball
    I hit rodeo, spent like 40 G’s (wow)
    Four hunnid bands on Gucci socks

    I lost all my friends, made a lot of foes
    Made a lot of M’s, made a lot of moves
    Open up the safe (ooh), I’m just with the bros
    Cop the 458 (ooh), cost me 2-5-0 (yeah)

    Man, look at all my ice (ice)
    I hit your main thing twice (your main thing twice)
    Take a word of advice (a word of advice)
    Break up with that hoe (hoe)

    Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, guap keep expandin’
    Ooh, yuck me up, I don’t want no romancin’ (oh)
    Ooh, baby, I see these muhfuckas’ glancin’ (wow)
    When my whip stop, then my wheels keep spinnin’ (skrt)

    Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, guap keep expandin’ (skrt)
    Ooh, yuck me up, I don’t want no romancin’ (skrt)
    Ooh, baby, I see these muhfuckas’ glancin’
    When my whip stop, then my wheels keep spinnin’

    Cold wrist, frozen
    Got sacks, Goldman
    Bought the bar, Roseanne
    No joke, deadpan

    Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, guap keep expandin’
    Ooh, yuck me up, I don’t want no romancin’
    Ooh, baby, I see these muhfuckas glancin’
    When my whip stop, then my wheels keep spinnin’ (skrt, skrt)

    Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, guap keep expandin’ (skrt)
    Ooh, yuck me up, I don’t want no romancin’ (skrt)
    Ooh, baby, I see these muhfuckas glancin’ (skrt)
    When my whip stop, then my wheels keep spinnin’

    Ooh (ooh-ooh)
    Yeah (ooh-ooh), he-he
    Ooh (ooh-ooh)
    We got London on da Track

    Songwriters: London Tyler Holmes / Louis Russell Bell / Carl Austin Rosen / Jaison Harris / Kendall Roark Bailey / Austin Richard Post / Aubrey Robinson

  • Rewrite The Stars; Performed by Zac Efron and Zendaya

    You know I want you
    It’s not a secret I try to hide
    You know you want me
    So don’t keep sayin’ our hands are tied
    You claim it’s not in the cards
    And fate is pullin’ you miles away and out of a reach from me
    But you’re hearin’ my heart
    So who can stop me if I decide that you’re my destiny?

    What if we rewrite the stars?
    Say you were made to be mine
    Nothin’ could keep us apart
    You’ll be the one I was meant to find
    It’s up to you, and it’s up to me
    No one could say what we get to be
    So why don’t we rewrite the stars?
    And maybe the world could be ours, tonight

    Ah-oh (no, no, no, no)
    Ah-oh (mm)

    You think it’s easy
    You think I don’t wanna run to you, yeah
    But there are mountains (but there are mountains)
    And there are doors that we can’t walk through
    I know you’re wondering why
    Because we’re able to be just you and me within these walls
    But when we go outside
    You’re gonna wake up and see that it was hopeless after all

    No one can rewrite the stars
    How can you say you’ll be mine?
    Everythin’ keeps us apart
    And I’m not the one you were meant to find (the one you were meant to find)
    It’s not up to you, it’s not up to me (yeah)
    When everyone tells us what we can be
    And how can we rewrite the stars?
    Say that the world can be ours, tonight

    All I want is to fly with you
    All I want is to fall with you
    So just give me all of you
    It feels impossible (it’s not impossible)
    Is it impossible?
    Say that it’s possible

    And how do we rewrite the stars?
    Say you were made to be mine
    And nothin’ could keep us apart
    ‘Cause you are the one I was meant to find
    It’s up to you, and it’s up to me
    No one could say what we get to be
    And why don’t we rewrite the stars?
    Changin’ the world to be ours

    Ay, ah-oh (no, no, no, no)
    Ah-oh (mm)

    You know I want you
    It’s not a secret I try to hide
    But I can’t have you
    We’re bound to break and my hands are tied

  • Fortnight (ft Post Malone); Song by Taylor Swift

    I was supposed to be sent away
    But they forgot to come and get me
    I was a functioning alcoholic
    ‘Til nobody noticed my new aesthetic
    All of this to say I hope you’re okay
    But you’re the reason
    And no one here’s to blame
    But what about your quiet treason?

    And for a fortnight there, we were forever
    Run into you sometimes, ask about the weather
    Now you’re in my backyard, turned into good neighbors
    Your wife waters flowers, I wanna kill her

    All my mornings are Mondays stuck in an endless February
    I took the miracle move-on drug, the effects were temporary
    And I love you, it’s ruining my life
    (I love you, it’s ruining my life)
    I touched you for only a fortnight
    (I touched you) but I touched you

    And for a fortnight there, we were forever
    Run into you sometimes, ask about the weather
    Now you’re in my backyard, turned into good neighbors
    Your wife waters flowers, I wanna kill her
    And for a fortnight there, we were together
    Run into you sometimes, comment on my sweater
    Now you’re at the mailbox, turned into good neighbors
    My husband is cheating, I wanna kill him

    I love you, it’s ruining my life
    (I love you, it’s ruining my life)
    I touched you for only a fortnight
    (I touched you) I touched you
    I love you, it’s ruining my life
    (I love you, it’s ruining my life)
    I touched you for only a fortnight
    (I touched you) I touched you

    Thought of callin’ ya, but you won’t pick up
    ‘Nother fortnight lost in America
    Move to Florida, buy the car you want
    But it won’t start up ’til you touch, touch, touch me
    Thought of calling ya, but you won’t pick up
    ‘Nother fortnight lost in America
    Move to Florida, buy the car you want
    But it won’t start up ’til I touch, touch, touch you

  • Fashion Killing Me; Ayra Starr

    You know don’t you
    You, you know don’t you
    London
    You know, know
    Yea

    My denim faded, but I rock it like a baby in a cot
    I put the water in the ocean in the city that I’m from
    I light the room in the dark ’cause my bling is a torch
    I watched fashion die today in the mirror that I saw

    Ahhah

    Shebi na go ball, we go ball
    Flex to the dawn
    I go straight to the front
    No return
    I’m gonna enter the club
    Know dey might front
    ‘Cause me I get the gun me
    No dey do me wrong

    Oh, I’m a fashion killa, yeah
    I got much to live out, yeah
    When I pass, you shiver, yeah
    And my ass got thicker, yeah
    I’m a fashion killa, yeah
    I got much to live by, yeah
    When I pass, you shiver
    And my ass got thicker

    Image
    Picture a chandelier on my head
    I see the diamonds wet everywhere
    I know you see me drenched in finesse
    In finesse
    Oh, reason
    Think of it, a brown shirt and blue ribbon
    Diamonds awaken every time I need it
    Babushka on everything, my allegiance
    My allegiance

    Oh, I’m a fashion killa, yeah (Fashion girl)
    I got much to live out, yeah (Always wavy)
    When I pass, you shiver, yeah (Fashion girl)
    And my ass got thicker, yeah (Never changing)
    I’m a fashion killa, yeah (Fashion girl)
    I got much to live by, yeah (Always wavy)
    When I pass, you shiver (Fashion girl)
    And my ass got thicker (Never changing)

    Oh, I’m a fashion killa, yeah (Fashion girl)
    I got much to live out, yeah (Always wavy)
    When I pass, you shiver, yeah (Fashion girl)
    And my ass got thicker, yeah (Never changing)

    I’m a fashion killa, yeah (Fashion girl)
    I got much to live by, yeah (Always wavy)
    When I pass, you shiver (Fashion girl)
    And my ass got thicker (Never changing)

    Fashion girl

  • Check; by Young Thug

    Check; by Young Thug

    I can see that bullshit from a mile away (See it)
    You can stack my money ’bout a mile away (Stack it)
    I got three white bitches like it’s powder day (White)
    Mink coat with the rolls like a Shar Pei
    And all of my bitches sexy, call them Barbies (Sexy)
    She lookin’ back like I’m flexin’, baby, no way (Uh-uh)
    And lately, I been on that D’usse, yee
    (We got London on the track)

    Got me a check, I got a check
    Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (Sheesh, sheesh)
    Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (Sheesh)
    Yeah, I done got me a check, oh, got a check (Yeah, yeah-yeah!)

    Money on my mind, I got money on my brain
    Money in my pants, I got money I call change
    20, 50, 100, 500 millions made
    Big hunna Thugga, screamin’ free that Gucci Mane

    If I need some racks, I’ma flip me some packs
    I talk like I want and she don’t say nothin’ back
    If cops pull up, I put that crack in my crack
    Or I put that brack in my brack
    Call little shawty, made her fuck on my brodie
    If you don’t owe me, bitch, still act like you owe me
    I promise I won’t ever quit, bitch, I’m Kobe
    And I whip that white, you can snow me
    Stoner Young Thugger
    I whip it, that bitch, yeah, she know me, Young Thugger
    Yeah, she shinin’ like butter
    The bitch from Chicago, I call her young Cutler
    Leave it to Beaver
    I pull up in Bentleys with London, they all want to meet him
    Yeah, they all wanna greet him
    They pull down their pants and they all wanna eat him, uh
    No, they won’t tease on that dick, they won’t read on that dick
    They won’t leash on that dick, don’t Felicia that dick
    Mamacita that dick, they’re gon’ snitch on that dick
    And she screamin’ loud, she can’t secret that dick
    Mama a beast on that dick
    If she bad, I’ma gon’ an’ Four Season that bitch
    Eat that, lil’ bitch, I’ma feast that lil’ bitch, mm

    I got me a check, I got a check
    Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (Sheesh, sheesh)
    Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (Sheesh)
    Yeah, I done got me a check, oh, got a check (Yeah, yeah-yeah!)

    Money on my mind, I got money on my brain
    Yeah, I’m like, baby, baby, baby, I need racks
    Money in my pants, I got money I call change
    Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks
    20, 50, 100, 500 millions made
    Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I want racks
    Big hunna Thugga, screamin’ free that Gucci Mane
    Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks, hey!

    Bitch, I’m a Migo, I play with kilo
    When I put ice on, I am Sub-Zero
    All of my niggas, they’re hard, call ’em beetles
    Niggas was fake so I kept me a Ruger in Regals
    Droppin’ the top on the Bentley
    I’m with the Birdman, yeah, the eagle
    Geeked out my mind, man, I’m tripping out
    I don’t know none of these people
    Make my little shawty go get me a four and bring back me a liter
    Yes, I got threats, I’m not worried ’bout that
    They know they can get whacked and I swear I done

    Got me a check, I got a check
    Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (Sheesh, sheesh)
    Yeah, I done got me a check, I got a check (Sheesh)
    Yeah, I done got me a check, oh, got a check (Yeah, yeah-yeah!)

    Yeah, I’m like, baby, baby, baby, I need racks
    Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks
    Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I want racks
    Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I need racks, hey!

    We got London on da Track!

  • Halftime lyrics by Young thug

    Turn it up, Thugger
    Thugger, and… let’s go

    Halftime (What?)
    Half a Perky, half a Xanny make it halftime
    Half a pint, pour up an eight, my nigga, halftime
    Tryna rob, that stick turn his body to halftime (Boom) yeah

    Hit the streets and tear this bitch up like I’m Willie B
    No Tennessee, but the chain on my neck is a T
    No Memph’ Bleek, bitch, I own the Roc, not Jay Z, ya dig?
    War Ready like Tracy T, ya dig?
    Racks on racks on racks, just might pull up on my Spider (Skrr…)
    All my diamonds black, you can motherfuckin’ knight ’em (…rr…)
    All these pussy niggas wack, I’m a murk ’em every night, I’ll (…rr…)
    Pull up screamin’ “blatt,” got my motor out a Viper (…rrt)
    Got 100 million flat like my motherfuckin’ idol
    I might eat it, I might lick it, but I swear I’ll never bite ’em
    Every time I dress myself, it go motherfuckin’ viral
    Pussy niggas stealin’ swag, bring my shit back like recycles
    I might ask her for some head
    I don’t know that ho, I act like she dead
    Insurance on my money like a wreck
    Every time I see her, she lick the cleavage
    Fuck her on a $10,000 bed
    I could never love her, fuck her head
    Suck my dick like Beavis, no Butthead
    Cocaine white like Justin Bieber, bitch
    I might show the racks and tease the bitch
    I might want it but I don’t need the bitch
    I been flooded out by Jesus, bitch
    I want your pizza, Little Caesar’s, bitch
    Ninth Ward, I buy my diesel, bitch
    I don’t wanna talk or see a snitch
    No teacher, we chalkin’ shit
    I passed school, I’m passin’ all the staffs
    I just want that neck like a giraffe
    I like fish and water, I’m a bear
    17.5, I shave it like it’s Nair
    Lay out, watch the kids like a daycare
    I don’t play games, no, I’m not the fair
    I got Hot Wheels like a motherfuckin’ chariot (Skrrt)
    Chanel Vintage, boy, this shit is rare

    Hey, a good time
    Hey, let’s have a good time, hey, a very good ti-i-ime
    Hey, let’s have a very good time
    Hey, a very good time, hey-ooh, let’s have a very good ti-i-ime

    I done figured this shit out, these lil niggas gon’ bite on my swag, it’s a virus
    I don the swag, and I pull up on bitches, dressed in all white like Miley Cyrus
    No, I’m not gay, I fuck bitches on bitches, I whip out, she suck on my private (Suck it)
    Lil nigga play, I’ma catch him down bad and then stick ’em, fold ’em like a wallet (Ooh)
    I swear to God there’s only one of me, and these bitches three-deep like a trident (Ooh)
    I’m walkin’ through it like tons of the ones, and these bitches grabbin’, I’m at Follies (Ooh)
    Fuck nigga, try me, I swear to God, lil whoadie gon’ pull up and pop at his noggin’ (Pew-pew-pew-pew-pew-pew-pew)
    Bitch, I got water, I look like I’m fresh from Hawaii

    Havin’ the time of my motherfuckin’ life
    I’m gonna buy everything I want, I can’t think twice
    You can turn the ice tray off, baby, I’m havin’ ice
    As long as I live, wouldn’t want a wife

    Hey, a good time
    Hey, let’s have a good time, hey, a very good ti-i-ime
    Hey, let’s have a very good time
    Hey, a very good time, hey-ooh, let’s have a very good ti-i-ime

  • Ignite; Song by K-391

    Fireflies, a million little pieces
    Feeds the dying light, and brings me back to life
    In your eyes, I see something to believe in
    Your hands are like a flame, your palms’ the sweetest pain

    Let the darkness lead us into the light
    Let our dreams get lost, feel the temperature rise
    Baby, tell me one more beautiful lie
    One touch and I ignite
    Like a starship speeding into the night
    You and I get lost in the infinite lights
    Baby, tell me one more beautiful lie
    One touch and I ignite

    One touch and I ignite
    One touch and I ignite

    So alive, your touch is like the daylight
    Burning on my skin, it turns me on again
    You and I, survivors of the same kind
    But we’re the only ones dancing on the sun

    Let the darkness lead us into the light
    Let our dreams get lost, feel the temperature rise
    Baby, tell me one more beautiful lie
    One touch and I ignite
    Like a starship speeding into the night
    You and I get lost in the infinite lights
    Baby, tell me one more beautiful lie
    One touch and I ignite

    One touch and I ignite
    One touch and I ignite

    Diamonds are forever, but all we need is just tonight
    We’re monumental tremors that can freeze the speed of life
    Just like particles that’s falling from heaven all over the stars
    Hear you calling for me, hear you calling me home from afar

    Let the darkness lead us into the light
    Let our dreams get lost, feel the temperature rise
    Baby, tell me one more beautiful lie
    One touch and I ignite
    I feel the heat as we collide
    Like a fever that feels so right
    So baby, tell me one more beautiful lie
    One touch and I ignite

    One touch and I ignite
    One touch and I ignite
    One touch and I ignite
    One touch and I ignite
    One touch and I ignite

    Songwriters: Alan Olav Walker / Anders Froen / Fredrik Borch Olsen / Goran Axl / Gunnar Greve / Jakob Gusten Emtestam / Kenneth Osberg Nilsen / Kristoffer Cezinando Karlsen / Maria Jane Smith / Oeyvind Sauvik / Victor Thell

  • Born to Ride; Song by Alan Walker and Sophie Stray

    Head to my heart, hand on your chest
    I have the best of intentions
    I’ve played my part but who did the rest?
    No wasting breath on redemption

    Who will you love when it isn’t me?
    ‘Cause we fall apart inevitably
    Sometimes what you want just ain’t what you need
    And you know me

    Baby, I was born to run
    Baby, I was born to ride
    Ain’t nobody ever gonna slow me down
    ‘Cause I’m looking out for number one
    Only me, myself and I
    Ain’t nobody ever gonna hold me down (oh my gosh)
    Baby, I was born to ride

    Into the wind, head in the sky
    Yeah, baby, that’s where I’m headed
    But you fenced me in for too long a time
    So, let’s forgive and forget it

    I’m not the one, it’s easy to see
    ‘Cause we fall apart inevitably
    Sometimes what you want just ain’t what you need
    And you know me

    Baby, I was born to run
    Baby, I was born to ride
    Ain’t nobody ever gonna slow me down
    ‘Cause I’m looking out for number one
    Only me, myself and I
    Ain’t nobody ever gonna hold me down
    Baby, I was born to ride

    Songwriters: Alan Olav Walker / Fredrik Borch Olsen / Gunnar Greve / Gustav Landell / Lara Andersson / Marcus Arnbekk / Mats Lie Skare / Moa Lisa Ester Alexandra Pettersson Hammar / Simon Jonasson

  • Fire!; Song by Alan Walker, JVKE, and YUQI

    Set my heart on fire
    Pour gasoline all over my desire
    When I go up in flames, I’m burning bright
    I’ll tell you it’s too late to apologize

    You burnt that bridge
    A million times, a million tries
    You play with fire

    Every time we touch, my fingers burn
    I just want that love, don’t leave me hurt
    I can feel the rush when we ignite
    ‘Cause every time we touch
    Every time we touch, I feel that fire

    You know sparks gon’ fly
    Every time you look into my eyes
    All it takes is one small match to light
    ‘Cause once we feel the flame, we’ll never die

    You burnt that bridge
    A million times, a million tries
    You play with fire

    every time we touch, my fingers burn
    I just want that love, don’t leave me hurt
    I can feel the rush when we ignite
    ‘Cause every time we touch
    Every time we touch, I feel that fire

    Oh-oh, that love, don’t leave me hurt

    Every time we touch, my fingers burn
    I just want that love, don’t leave me hurt
    I can feel the rush when we ignite
    ‘Cause every time we touch
    Every time we touch, I feel that fire

    Songwriters: Alan Olav Walker / Fredrik Borch Olsen / Gunnar Greve / Helge Reinsnes Moen / Jacob Dodge Lawson / Jim Bergsted / Marcus Arnbekk / Mats Lie Skare

  • On My Way; Song by Alan Walker, Farruko, and Sabrina Carpenter

    I’m sorry but
    Don’t wanna talk, I need a moment ‘fore I go
    It’s nothing personal
    I draw the blinds
    They don’t need to see me cry
    ‘Cause even if they understand
    They don’t understand

    So then when I’m finished
    I’m all ’bout my business and ready to save the world
    I’m taking my misery
    Make it my bitch, can’t be everyone’s favorite girl

    So take aim and fire away
    I’ve never been so wide awake
    No, nobody but me can keep me safe
    And I’m on my way
    The blood moon is on the rise
    The fire burning in my eyes
    No, nobody but me can keep me safe
    And I’m on my way

    Lo siento mucho (Farru), pero me voy
    Porque a tu lado me di cuenta que nada soy
    Y me cansé de luchar y de guerrear en vano
    De estar en la línea de fuego y de meter la mano
    Acepto mis errores, también soy humano
    Y tú no ve’ que lo hago porque te amo

    Pero ya (Ya) no tengo más na’ que hacer aquí (aquí)
    Me voy, llegó la hora ‘e partir (partir)
    De mi propio camino, seguir lejos de ti

    So take aim and fire away
    I’ve never been so wide awake
    No, nobody but me can keep me safe
    And I’m on my way
    The blood moon is on the rise (is on the rise, na-na)
    The fire burning in my eyes (the fire burning in my eyes)
    No, nobody but me can keep me safe
    And I’m on my way

    I’m on my way
    Everybody keep me safe
    Everybody keep me safe
    Everybody keep me safe
    Everybody, everybody on my way

    So take aim and fire away
    I’ve never been so wide awake
    No, nobody but me can keep me safe
    And I’m on my way
    The blood moon is on the rise
    The fire burning in my eyes
    No, nobody but me can keep me safe
    And I’m on my way

    Songwriters: Alan Olav Walker / Anders Froeen / Anton Rundberg / Carlos Efren Reyes Rosado / Franklin Jovani Martinez / Fredrik Borch Olsen / Gunnar Greve / Jesper Borgen / Julia Karlsson / Marcos G. Perez / Oeyvind Sauvik / Sabrina Carpenter

  • Lily; Song by Alan Walker, Emelie Hollow, and K-391

    Lily was a little girl
    Afraid of the big, wide world
    She grew up within her castle walls
    Now and then, she tried to run
    And then on a night with the setting sun
    She went in the woods away
    So afraid, all alone

    They warned her, don’t go there
    There’s creatures who are hidin’ in the dark
    Then somethin’ came creepin’
    It told her, “Don’t you worry, ” just

    Follow everywhere I go
    Top of all the mountains or valley low
    Give you everything you’ve been dreamin’ of
    Just let me in, ooh
    Everything you want in gold
    I’ll be the magic story you’ve been told
    And you’ll be safe under my control
    Just let me in, ooh

    Just let me in, ooh

    She knew she was hypnotized
    And walking on cold, thin ice
    Then it broke, and she awoke again

    Then she ran faster and
    Start screamin’, “Is there someone out there?
    Please help me, come get me”
    Behind her, she can hear it say

    Follow everywhere I go
    Top of all the mountains or valley low
    Give you everything you’ve been dreamin’ of
    Just let me in, ooh
    Everything you want in gold
    I’ll be the magic story you’ve been told
    And you’ll be safe under my control
    Just let me in, ooh

    Just let me in, ooh

    Everything you want in gold
    I’ll be the magic story you’ve been told
    And you’ll be safe under my control
    Just let me in, ooh

    Follow everywhere I go
    Top of all the mountains or valley low
    Give you everything you’ve been dreamin’ of
    Just let me in, ooh

    Then she ran faster and
    Start screamin’, “Is there someone out there?
    Please help me”
    Just let me in, ooh

    Songwriters: Alan Olav Walker / Didrik Handlykken / Emelie Anne Hollow / Kenneth Osberg Nilsen / Lars Kristian Rosness / Magnus Bertelsen / Oda Evjen Gjovag

  • Thick Of It All; Song by Alan Walker, Joe Jonas, and Julia Michaels

    I know that you’re in pain
    I wish that I could change it
    I know we’re in the thick of it all
    I know we’re in the thick of it all

    One, there’s no one to blame
    Two, hearts don’t break the same way
    I know we’re in the thick of it all
    I know we’re in the thick of it all

    Circumstances in the way now, trying not to break down, baby
    Makes you wanna scream out (ah, ah)
    It’s raining in your eyes then, you still don’t understand why
    It kills the one you raised by (ah, ah)

    I’ll be there, I’ll be there for you always
    Don’t be scared, I’ll be there for you always (come on)

    I know that you’re in pain
    I wish that I could change it
    I know we’re in the thick of it all
    I know we’re in the thick of it all

    One, there’s no one to blame
    Two, hearts don’t break the same way
    I know we’re in the thick of it all
    I know we’re in the thick of it all

    Look at my reflection, I know you’ve got some question, baby
    We both wanna scream out (ah, ah)
    So much of us is missing, everything is different
    It kills me every minute (ah, ah)

    I’ll be there, I’ll be there for you always
    Don’t be scared, I’ll be there for you always (come on)

    I know that you’re in pain
    I wish that I could change it
    I know we’re in the thick of it all
    I know we’re in the thick of it all

    One, there’s no one to blame
    Two, hearts don’t break the same way
    I know we’re in the thick of it all
    I know we’re in the thick of it all

    I’ll be there, I’ll be there for you always (I’ll be there for you)
    Don’t be scared, I’ll be there for you always (I’ll always be there for you)
    I’ll be there, I’ll be there for you always
    Don’t be scared, I’ll be there for you always

    I know that you’re in pain (know that you’re in pain)
    I wish that I could change it (oh)
    I know we’re in the thick of it all (thick of it all)
    I know we’re in the thick of it all (thick of it all)

    One, there’s no one to blame
    Two, hearts don’t break the same way
    I know we’re in the thick of it all (thick of it all)
    I know we’re in the thick of it all (thick of it all)

    Songwriters: Mats Lie Skare / Julia Michaels / Alan Walker / Joe Jonas / Peter Anthony Nappi / Gunnar Greve / Jon Bellion / Fredrik Borch Olsen / Marcus Arnbekk / Jason A. Cornet

  • Heart over Mind; Song by Alan Walker and Daya

    I should’ve locked the door
    Pinned myself to the floor
    Made someone cover my eyes
    ‘Cause when the devil’s on my left
    Tellin’ me to go ahead
    You’re right back in my mind
    I’m a human tug of war
    How do I cut the cord?
    Feel like I’m stumbling blind
    And with the angel on my right
    Tellin’ me to pick a side tonight
    Too hard to fight
    Heart over mind

    Oh, you make me wanna throw my body into the fire
    Should’ve known better ’cause you’re dangerous
    A painful love
    Too nice, too hard to fight
    Heart over mind
    Oh, you make me wanna take you in and swallow my pride
    Should’ve known better ’cause you’re dangerous, a painful love
    Too nice, too hard to fight
    Heart over mind, oh

    Too nice, too hard to fight
    Heart over mind

    You should’ve stayed away
    Known what a mess you’d made
    Said it’s a bad idea (such a bad idea)
    Should’ve picked kindness over cruel
    What a stupid thing to do
    Now I, I can’t rewind
    Heart over mind

    Oh, you make me wanna throw my body into the fire
    Should’ve known better ’cause you’re dangerous
    A painful love
    Too nice, too hard to fight
    Heart over mind
    Oh, you make me wanna take you in and swallow my pride
    Should’ve known better ’cause you’re dangerous, a painful love
    Too nice, too hard to fight
    Heart over mind, oh

    Too nice, too hard to fight
    Heart over mind

    Should’ve known better ’cause you’re dangerous
    A painful love
    Too nice, too hard to fight
    Heart over mind

    Songwriters: Alan Olav Walker / Fredrik Borch Olsen / Gunnar Greve / Kristin Elisabeth Hart Carpenter / Marcus Arnbekk / Mats Lie Skare

  • Better Off (Alone, Pt. III); Song by Alan Walker, Dash Berlin, and Vikkstar

    This could be a good night for good times
    And you look like a good time
    We’re dancing to Dancing in the Moonlight
    Now I want you bad
    Can you make me feel better?

    This could be a good night for good times
    And you look like a good time
    We’re dancing to Dancing in the Moonlight
    Now I want you bad
    Can you make me feel better?

    Do you think you’re better off alone?
    I think you better come along
    Can you make me feel better?

    This could be a good night for good times
    And you look like a good time
    We’re dancing to Dancing in the Moonlight
    Now I want you bad
    Can you make me feel better?

    Do you think you’re better off alone?
    I think you better come along
    So if you think you’re better off alone
    I think you better come along
    Can you make me feel better?

    This could be a good night for good times
    And you look like a good time
    We’re dancing to Dancing in the Moonlight
    Now I want you bad
    Can you make me feel better?

    Do you think you’re better off alone?
    (Alone, alone, alone, alone?)
    I think you better come along
    (Along, along, along, along)

    Songwriters: Alan Walker / Eelke Kalberg / Fredrik Borch Olsen / Gunnar Greve / Ida Martinsen Botten / Marcus Arnbekk / Mats Lie Skare / Sebastian Molijn / Vikram Singh Barn

  • Sad Sometimes; Song by Alan Walker and CORSAK

    I’ve been dancing by myself tonight
    (self tonight)
    Close my eyes, I’m fading with the lights
    Did you always keep me in the dark?
    If you knew, why did you let me stay?
    Shouldn’t never let you break my heart
    Now there is nothing left for me to say

    Cause I’m lost in the silence
    Between you and me now you’re gone
    Nothing’s left of what used to be
    That’s okay, that’s alright
    Go ahead and live your life
    That’s okay, that’s alright
    But don’t blame me if I get sad sometimes

    I still got a messed up point of view
    (Point of view)
    All I see in everything is you, oh
    Did you always keep me in the dark?
    If you knew, why did you let me stay?
    Shouldn’t never let you break my heart
    Now there is nothing left for me to say

    Cause I’m lost in the silence
    Between you and me now you’re gone
    Nothing’s left of what used to be
    That’s okay, that’s alright
    Go ahead and live your life
    That’s okay, that’s alright
    But don’t blame me if I get sad sometimes

    But don’t blame me if I get sad sometimes

    Sad sometimes (Ooh ooh) sad sometimes

    Songwriters: Alan Olav Walker / Anders Froen / Fredrik Borch Olsen / John Edward Murray / Mengzhou Hu / Roland Max Spreckley / Rosanna Ener / Sander Meland

  • Yesterday; Song by Alan Walker and Ali Gatie

    Held your hand in a dream I had in New York
    But I never turned around to see your face
    Two drunk kids on a boulevard, you faded
    Woke up to another empty bed

    Now I’m choking
    No one knows how I feel
    Now you’re gone
    I don’t know what’s real

    I close my eyes and make tomorrow yesterday
    I miss your smile like the deserts miss the rain
    Ten thousand tears, but you would dry them all away
    If I could make tomorrow yesterday, yesterday, yesterday
    Tomorrow yesterday
    Tomorrow yesterday

    We’d head west in a car we can’t afford, yeah
    Flaming lips looking at the stars just friends
    I watch the moonlight dancin’ on, on the water
    ‘Cause I see your face in everything

    Now I’m choking
    No one knows how I feel
    Now you’re gone
    I don’t know what’s real

    I close my eyes and make tomorrow yesterday
    I miss your smile like the deserts miss the rain
    Ten thousand tears, but you would dry them all away
    If I could make tomorrow yesterday, yesterday, yesterday
    Tomorrow yesterday
    Tomorrow yesterday

    Now I’m choking
    No one knows how I feel
    Now you’re gone
    I don’t know what’s real

    Songwriters: Aaron Hibell / Alan Walker / Ali Gatie / Fredrik Borch Olsen / Gunnar Greve / Marcus Arnbekk / Mats Lie Skare / Pablo Bowman / Richard Boardman / Sarah Blanchard

  • World We Used to Know; Song by Alan Walker and Winona Oak

    Wild, wild, wild horses, tell me
    Where did they all go?
    They used to run, used to run, used to run right here
    And all I see is an empty road
    Wild, wild, wild roses tell me
    Where did they all go?
    When I was young, I was young, they would spread like fire
    And now the roots don’t know where to grow

    Did it come overnight or did it come on slow?
    It’s out of our hands and it’s out of control
    I don’t think that this is the world we used to know
    Is the world we used to know

    Wide, wide, wide oceans, tell me
    Where do you lead?
    When the sun and the sky come to meet at night
    I wonder, would you carry me?
    Why won’t you tell me if I’m on my own
    You used to be, used to be, used to be right here
    And now I don’t know where to go

    Did it come overnight or did it come on slow?
    It’s out of our hands and it’s out of control
    I don’t think that this is the world we used to know
    Is the world we used to know

    I could show you places that we had
    In the world we used to know
    Take me home and show me love can last
    There’s a world we used to know

    Did it come overnight or did it come on slow?
    It’s out of our hands and it’s out of control
    I don’t think that this is the world we used to know
    Is the world we used to know

    Songwriters: Alan Olav Walker / Anton Rundberg / Carl Hovind / Fredrik Borch Olsen / Gunnar Greve / Julia Karlsson / Lara Anderson / Marcus Arnbekk / Mats Lie Skaare / Oyvind Sauvik / Winona Oak

  • Running Out of Roses; Alan Walker ft. Jamie Miller

    I’m all by myself, seen this show like a thousand times
    It’s a side effect, loneliness without no reply
    In my mind, I just keep pretending it’s a big old lie
    Big old lie, big old lie

    Dancing on the tables, city full of angels
    Dreams of diamonds and gold
    All the different faces, ones I used to hate
    I miss them now that they’re gone

    Oh my god, did we go too far?
    Did we waste it all like we’re running out of roses
    Plastic cups, did we laugh enough?
    Looking back on us now that everything is over

    Oh my god, did we go too far?
    Did we waste it all like we’re running out of roses
    Plastic cups, did we laugh enough?
    Looking back on us now that everything is over

    On a night like this, all I know is what I should’ve said
    In the life I’ve lived, all the things I wanna do again
    When the silence sings, swear I’ll never let a day go by
    Day go by, day go by

    Dancing on the tables, city full of angels
    Dreams of diamonds and gold
    All the different faces, ones I used to hate
    I miss them now that they’re gone

    Oh my god, did we go too far?
    Did we waste it all like we’re running out of roses
    Plastic cups, did we laugh enough?
    Looking back on us now that everything is over

    Oh my god, did we go too far?
    Did we waste it all like we’re running out of roses
    Plastic cups, did we laugh enough?
    Looking back on us now that everything is over

    Songwriters: Mats Lie Skaare / Oyvind Sauvik / Gunnar Greve / Alan Olav Walker / Fredrik Borch Olsen / Marcus Arnbekk