| I’m wishing there was more time
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| To maybe catch another sunrise
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| But I think I’m on the next flight
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| A little late to press rewind cuz
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| My honesty is trending
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| My pocket’s getting full
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| But I still feel empty
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| I know I should be flexing
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| Billion dollar bills but
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| I’m not Mr. Brightside
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| I don’t deserve a spotlight
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| I’m dreaming on a red eye
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| As reality seems to fly by
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| I miss texting my best friends
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| But my phone’s on airplane mode
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| And I feel so alone
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| As I look out the window
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| And see everyone waving below
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| I wish you could see the view
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| From nine clouds high
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| Instead of what you see
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| At your nine to five
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| I know we swore we’d never leave each other’s side
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| But I must say goodbye cuz
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| My honesty is trending
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| My pocket’s getting full
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| But I still feel empty
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| I know I should be flexing
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| Diamonds on my soles but
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| I’m not Mr. Brightside
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| I don’t deserve a spotlight
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| I’m dreaming on a red eye
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| As reality seems to fly by
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| I miss texting my best friends
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| But my phone’s on airplane mode
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| And I feel so alone
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| As I look out the window
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| And see everyone waving below
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| Something this good can’t come fast enough
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| But I’m getting kinda lost in the rush
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| (Lost in the rush)
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| Something this good can’t come fast enough
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| But I’m getting kinda lost in the rush
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| (Lost in the rush) cuz
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| I’m not Mr. Brightside
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| I don’t deserve a spotlight
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| I’m dreaming on a red eye
|
| As reality seems to fly by
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| I miss texting my best friends
|
| But my phone’s on airplane mode
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| And I feel so alone
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| As I look out the window
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| And see everyone waving below |