I've got a tight grip on reality but i cant, let go of what's in front of me here.
I know you're leaving in the morning when you wake up, leave me with some kind of proof, it's not a dream.
I know you're leaving in the morning when you wake up, leave me with some kind of proof, it's not a dream.
I love every single word of this song and i literally am singing it every single day.
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