You've been awake for hours,
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I've been awake for days.
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My eyes to feel like I'm asleep
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stuck inside an empty dream.
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Question if this is even real,
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a cliche way for me to feel.
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Unfinished messages to send,
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I told you I never want to end.
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I've watched you break yourself in two
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and try to give me half.
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And I seem to wonder what it takes to work,
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to make this last.
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Only two more days,
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to kill the mess we've made.
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And give the lions something to hunt for.
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Cause now the ace is played,
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the desks are under queen of spades.
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There's nothing left for us to hope for.
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And I'd run to the furthest place I need to,
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just to hear love.
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Cause I need to find out
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how it feels to be broken in two hearts.
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Ohh.
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And do you think that I've run out on you now?
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Cause I still yearn, if we pretend.
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Can we go back to where broken things only needed plasters to mend.
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Let's stay awake for hours,
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just like we did back then.
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When you draw pictures on my hand
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in permanent marker pen.
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We watch the sun go down,
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but never feel the end.
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Cause I know the sun and darkness are
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more than friends.
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More Than Friends
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| Gabrielle Aplin |
