| Hook: Reach
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| When I sleep, I hear a creeping in the hall
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| And I think, I can see a linger by the door
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| It repeats, like every evening when it’s tall
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| It’s a dream, but I wanna keep it through the mourn
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| Verse 1: Reach
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| How I start, I got a loft in my throat
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| Chalk it up as a loss but count it one for the growth
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| Lost the lady I love in over something I chose
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| And even though I know it’s wrong I still don’t want her to go
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| Gotta give her credit, for the reason she said it
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| For the simple fact she chose to be the actions and forget it
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| In spite of being let it go, ghost she had to let it
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| It’s pathetic, I’m sober every moment I regret it
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| Heavy night be lonely, or everyday it get colder
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| And everyday I’m carrying all the weight on my shoulder
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| Instead it’s over in spite of everything that I told her
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| And she would listen I swear that everything would be golder
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| I know but, I’m out of line, I know it’s idle time
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| I’m out of life I know I gotta live without a find
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| And I know that people judge you for this type of rhyme
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| But I’m an honest writer so I gotta run it down the line
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| Hook: Reach
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| When I sleep, I hear a creeping in the hall
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| And I think, I can see a linger by the door
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| It repeats, like every evening when it’s tall
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| It’s a dream, but I wanna keep it through the mourn |