Calling all electrical prints
Could you move around the way that you did
So something I could never forget
Could come out to make sense of this
Could you move around the way that you did
So something I could never forget
Could come out to make sense of this
I've been hoping that this day would just end
Taking everything it wanted to bring
This waiting feels a lot like a sting
I swear it makes a dent
The sun is never going out tonight
Behind in the way that I think
Is someone who's too afraid to commit
We haven't seen the worse of it yet
I'm not at my best, so understand
If nothing's coming
Well what a nice dream
Keep holding on
So years from now
We'll finally know
How it worked out
I wonder how it works out
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