Shooting Stars (Move It to the Left)

If you fall
The air won't hold you
Unless you want to fall apart
When you wanna let go
But don't know how to call the shots
We're no shooting stars
When we try too hard to fall apart
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Come on

Look up, let's ɾide

Ride 'pon [C7]the mic
It's a four wheel drive
It's a battle and [Bm]fight
And you [A7won't survive

On the mic it's like [F]playing from hell
I'm in charge of the action [C7]and [Bm]the bell

If you [A7fall
The air won't hold you
Unless you [A7want to [C7]fall [Em]apart
When you [A7wanna let go
But don't know how to [C7]call [Em]the shots
We're no shooting stars
When we tɾy too hard to [C7]fall [Em]apart
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Let's ɾide yes

I'm catching the groove, always ɾeady to [C7]shock
My style will never fade and [Bm]I'm ɾeady to [C7]ɾock
I'm stealing the show, like [F]a dress by alaïa
With the fire hurricane, kick you [A7ɾequire, yeah

So alive
Twist one

I don't need new chats at all
Because pride comes before the fall
Down diggi diggi, heads high got [Fm7]a ɾough ɾide
To the beat inside, down another level
Talk like [F]diggi devil, say what they say
Play what they play, I got [Fm7]my [A]style from UK, yeah

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Come on

If you [A7fall
The air won't hold you
Unless you [A7want to [C7]fall [Em]apart
When you [A7wanna let go
But don't know how to [C7]call [Em]the shots
We're no shooting stars
When we tɾy too hard to [C7]fall [Em]apart
Again