Texty: National, The. Lit Up.

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My bodyguard shows her revolver to anyone who asks

And yeah she comes to attention when you come up to me too fast

For a little while you'll be here, the only good part of me

For a little while you'll be here



So lit up, lit up, lit up alright

I try to untie Manhattan

Lit up, lit up, lit up alright

I try to untie



You wear skirt like a flag

And everything surrounds you, and it doesn't fade

Nothing like this sound I make

That only lasts the season

And only heard by bedroom kids who buy for that reason

Cuz you're the low life of the party, bad blood

Bad blood for everybody

I'm in control and I believe



So lit up, lit up, lit up alright

I try to untie Manhattan

Lit up, lit up, lit up alright

I try to untie from your bad blood

From your bad blood



Cuz you're the low life of the party, bad blood

Bad blood for everybody

I'm in control and I believe



So lit up, lit up, lit up, lit up alright

I try to untie Manhattan

Lit up, lit up, lit up, lit up alright

I try to untie