Four A.M. Lease

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[Verse 1] Four a.m. and the bass is shaking the floor. Boss wants the numbers, you want me more. We move like the lease is already gone. Young hearts dancing till the dawn. Parents want normal, jobs want our prime— tonight we choose the rhythm and the rhyme. [Pre-Chorus] My phone’s blowing up with work and with worry. You pull me closer and the whole thing gets blurry. We grind to the swing of the drums in the dark. Talk about futures that feel worlds apart. [Chorus] Four a.m., we don’t go home Four a.m., we hold that note Young and broke, but we still glow We choose this lane, we choose this show (four a.m.) (four a.m.) [Verse 2] I left three messages sitting unread. You kiss my forehead and you shake your head. Rent on the table, plans in the air, your old fears fading when I’m right there. Young and broke but the bassline’s rich— your hand in mine is a dangerous wish. [Pre-Chorus] My phone’s blowing up with work and with worry. You pull me closer and the whole thing gets blurry. We grind to the swing of the drums in the dark. Talk about futures that feel worlds apart. [Chorus] Four a.m., we don’t go home Four a.m., we hold that note Young and broke, but we still glow We choose this lane, we choose this show (four a.m.) (four a.m.) [Bridge] If the morning comes, let it come slow. Let them keep their clocks. Let them keep their gold. We got one wild hour and a borrowed dream, your name on my tongue like a running stream. [Final Chorus] Four a.m., we don’t go home Four a.m., we hold that note Young and broke, but we still glow We choose this lane, we choose this show Four a.m., we don’t let go Four a.m., we want it more (four a.m.) (four a.m.)