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Lyrics
i've fallen so hard from heights i've only dreamed of, and i see now, and the ground it feels so soft.
i can see my heels now, they're up above my ears now, and dis-located joints, are my best friends for now.
and ten is my favourite hour.
in a rainy day lets drive forever.
it's two-thirty this morning, and i'm three weeks late.
i hope to god you haven't forgotten my face.
soon we're sleeping soundly, soon i'll feel okay.
as soon as i can make it back
alone as i am farr-off, with a dream where i am smarter.
so i could make you laugh, laugh until you cry.
the words you write astound me, simply put you are so lovely.
and the only thing i wish, is that i could give you more.
and i move with your fingernails.
we're so close and draped in blankets.
it's two-thirty this morning, and im three weeks late.
i hope to god you haven't forgotten my face.
soon we're sleeping soundly, soon i'll feel okay.
as soon as i can make it back
and i scream (i scream) myself to sleep.
my throat (my throat) it bleeds so well.
the poise that your sport with your vigor charming, its so damn charming.
and now, now, now, now i know.
it's two-thirty this morning, and im three weeks late.
i hope to god you haven't forgotten my face.
soon we're sleeping soundly, soon i'll feel okay.
as soon as i can make it back.
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