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Dive Thru – Leave It at the Door Never Silent Audio Album: Sugar Sand Indie beach-style chill music with a laid-back confidence and playful edge. Relaxed but driven, smooth grooves with lyrical energy made for warm nights and open doors. ⸻ Lyrics: Not gonna fall off I’ma fall right in You can leave it at the door Nothing more to be said Don’t leave nothing at the door I’m just a cold one walking on the sun Getting it done Another day for fun and I don’t care how The venue looking bright right now I’ma play and might even get down I’ma dive right in and swim in the deep In the center of darkness where real killers creep I’m on the right track, I’ma get it tonight And I will get that thing, I don’t even have to try Ask your doctor if they know, I’ma take precaution Done enough research, seen my share of fake Now meta sins wanna take you in to play their game You can win, yeah man, it’s okay But try not to fall in if it’s more than you can take Not gonna fall off I’ma fall right in You can leave it at the door Nothing more to be said Indoor for your climate, I’ma chillin’ Just like the fan spinning on your ceiling I got the feeling for relaxing If you got any questions, please don’t ask them Just sit back and see what happens Worried ’bout something, gotta let it go Open a window, even catch a breeze One thing’s for sure, don’t worry ’bout me No reason to have a reason when you get to the floor Give what you got to give, don’t leave nothing at the door When it’s time to step into a store to get something You get more while you outside pumping Going on an adventure, pavement pulsing Bass rattles cages, city keeps thumping I overflow like liquid messes Behind the door, the wizard never stresses Dates get highlighted on the schedule Venture to the unknown but never settle I’ve done what I had to get a plethora Judges judge whatever, but never death on their level A dull Joe slow, dictator of “well you know” Call me with your foul mouth, I’ll file it for you I’ma ball chill my way, bad, shut your mouth Listening to a mouthful of war You can hear the violence behind the closed door New things dropping hot and it’s all good Another log on the fire, burn that wood I’m not here just collecting smiles But I always fly with style You can leave that right there on the floor Right now, gotta shut the door Not gonna fall off I’ma fall right in You can leave it at the door Nothing more to be said