Placing a smile at the perfect event,
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Gracing your skin with the side of my hand.
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If I ever leave I could learn to miss you
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But "sentimental boy" is my nom de plume.
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Let me save you, hold this rope.
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I may never sleep tonight,
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As long as you're still burning bright.
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If I could trade mistakes for sheep,
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Count me away before you sleep.
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I'll stay awake 'til I trade my mistakes,
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Or they fade away.
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I feel marooned in this body.
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Deserted; my organs can go on without me.
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You can't fly these wings.
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You can't sleep in this box with me.
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Let me save you, hold this rope.
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I may never sleep tonight,
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As long as you're still burning bright.
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If I could trade mistakes for sheep,
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Count me away before you sleep.
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I'll stay awake 'til I trade my mistakes,
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Or they fade away.
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So, let me save you,
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hold this rope,
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and I'll pull you in
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'Cause I am an anchor, save her oar,
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feel it sinking in
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Let me save you, hold this rope.
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I am an anchor, sinking her.
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I may never sleep tonight,
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As long as you're still burning bright.
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If I could trade mistakes for sheep,
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Count me away before you sleep.
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I'll stay awake till I trade my mistakes,
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So they fade away.
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Trade Mistakes
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| Panic! At The Disco |
