| This one’s to the late nights in your car
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| This one’s to those dreams of you being a movie star
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| This one’s to the life we could have
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| This one’s to «hey kid, there is no turning back»
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| (No turning)
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| I’m starting to hate getting older now
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| Everything’s uninspired
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| I am that flower in the window sill just wilting
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| Wondering how the sun once felt
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| Your heartache always waits on the other side
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| I’m that flower dying, I’m that flower dying
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| But your
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| Heartache always waits on the other side
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| I’m that flower dying, I’m that flower dying
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| I’m starting to hate getting older now
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| Everything’s uninspired
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| I am that flower in the window sill just wilting
|
| Wondering how the sun once felt
|
| But your
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| Heartache always waits on the other side
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| I’m that flower dying, I’m that flower dying
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| (I'm that flower dying, I’m that flower dying)
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| (No turning, no, no turning)
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| (No turning, no, no turning)
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| (I'm that flower dying)
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| But your
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| Heartache always waits on the other side
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| I’m that flower dying, I’m that flower dying
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| I’m starting to hate getting older now
|
| Everything’s uninspired
|
| I am that flower in the window sill just wilting
|
| Wondering how the sun once felt
|
| But your
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| Heartache always waits on the other side
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| I’m that flower dying, I’m that flower dying |