| i felt so lost. |
| sinking deeper, hope was gone.
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| but your smile felt like home, like home.
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| your gentle eyes, blue, dialated, fixed on mine.
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| they softly spoke words and hymns into my soul.
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| they said, «take your time, but hurry up the world is burning».
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| but i don’t mind, 'cause as long as you’re here then it’s still turning.
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| woah, woah.
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| long, brown hair hanging down.
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| sweeping your face to the sound
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| that i wrote, trying to describe the feeling of high that i see in the
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| soft, blue seeping out from your eyes.
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| studying, reading my mind.
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| making me feel i was so lost without you babe.
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| i’m out of my head.
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| intoxicated with a nostalgic scent in my bed.
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| when i’m alone, i get withdrawls from the feel of your skin in my bones.
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| my amy rose, sweetest flower in a field of nothing but thorns.
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| I need your love, getting more but its never enough.
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| but take your time, but hurry up the world is burning.
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| but, i dont mind, ‘cause as long as you’re here then it’s still turning.
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| long, brown hair hanging down.
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| sweeping your face to the sound
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| that i wrote, trying to describe the feeling of high that i see in the
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| soft, blue seeping out from your eyes.
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| studying, reading my mind.
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| making me feel i was so lost without you babe.
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| oh no, dont leave just yet, theres so much to do, stay in bed.
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| when your dripping in sweat, clutching my back, pullin your hair.
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| long, brown hair hanging down.
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| sweeping your face to the sound
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| that i wrote, trying to describe the feeling of high that i see in the
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| soft, blue seeping out from your eyes.
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| studying, reading my mind.
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| making me feel i was so lost without you babe. |