Eleven Eleven
Used to be our time when I'd hold
Is it so wrong to want everything?
Sometimes so close I
It seems our Time has all run out
We're falling from
It's all right here on the table
All the pieces
You'll sleep so sound tonight but I won't
I'm tossing
Come pick me up
Cause Ive had it up to here
But
The music's loud it's drowning you out
It's what the bottles
Well I caught sight of what I want
Wish
First first not long but cursed
This has just begun watch
Start at the back of my head
And peel my
We trip and we fall, We live and we learn
We've
Lay down it's late now
The medicine is kicking in
Or could
Im calling you out tonight
Cause you call yourself a friend...
And
Wrong side of the bed today
Newspapers floating my way
I close
Waking up to you is like a dream
The sun
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