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8 Points Later by The Delegates

8 Points Later

Song by The Delegates

Home from Home
Album
Home from Home

Genre

Lounge
Soul & RnB
Pop
Funk

Mood

Uplifting
Love
Sexy
Serious
Carefree
Groovy
Exciting
Hopeful

Instrument

Vocal
Keys
Brass
Electric Guitar
Percussion
Acoustic Drums

Video Theme

Lifestyle
Fashion
Road Trip
Slow Motion
Time-Lapse
Party
Travel
Drone Shots
Urban

BPM

93
You said you wanna play your game
You dealt me in, said i’d pick it up, it’s all the same
Don’t follow all the rules,
I know you don’t, you change day by day, it hardly seems that fair

How can anybody understand?
How can anybody win?

8 points later, thought it was about time, we hit the finish line
But 8 points later, I wasn’t winning at all, I was just further behind

You played your hand, I showed my cards,
I took my tiles right from your heart
I laid them down before your eyes
Game over, blow the whistle, we’re out of time

C’mon baby, it’s your turn, your time to play
What are you scared of, why do you keep running away
C’mon just show your hand
Do you even wanna play, it was your idea, but you hardly seem to care

Why do you expect me to want to stay?
How can anybody win?

8 points later, thought it was about time, we hit the finish line
8 points later, I wasn’t winning at all, I was just further behind

You played your hand, I showed my cards,
I took my tiles right from your heart
I laid them down before your eyes
Game over, blow the whistle, we’re out of time

You’re just using me for fun, to take the win, and then we’re done
I thought I meant a little more, don’t wanna play no more
C’mon boy, tag me out

8 points later
8 points later
8 points later
8 points later

8 points later, I thought it was about time, we hit the finish line
8 points later, I wasn’t winning at all, I was just further behind

You played your hand, I showed my cards,
I took my tiles right from my heart
I laid them down before your eyes
Game over, blow the whistle, we’re out of time