George Ezra "Spectacular Rival" lyrics

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Spectacular Rival

Violence in the airCut those staresWe’re just window shoppingWon’t you dance with me?I’m gonna knock you downHave you after hours

Till many sugar dipsyou’ll get lickedbeautiful punchbagI’m gonna lay you downJust call me Mr. Ground

Ohhhhhhh,

I’m not that kind of man in the dayWon’t you hold me steady spectacular rival?And i’ve had medicineThough you‘re not my friendI’ll love you ‘till the end

Either way,Heaven’s got a place for meYour majestyWhy you got it in for me?

Either wayHeaven’s got a place for meYour majestyWhy you got it in for me?

Either wayHeaven’s got a place for meYour majestyWhy you got it in for me?

Either wayHeaven’s got a place for meYour majestyWhy you got it in for me?

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