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7 Minutes In Heaven (Atavan Halen) |
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I'm sleeping my way out of this one
With anyone who will lie down
I'll be stuck fixated on one star
When the world is crashing down
I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
I'm not the desperate type
But you've got me looking in through blinds
I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
I'm not the desperate type
Sitting out dances on the wall
Trying to forget everything that isn't you
I'm not going home alone
'Cause I don't do too well
Sitting out dances on the wall
Trying to forget everything that isn't you
You're not going home alone
'Cause I don't do too well on my own
The only thing worse than not knowing
Is you thinking that I don't know
I'm having another episode
I just need a stronger dose
I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
I'm not the desperate type
But you've got me looking in through blinds
I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
I'm not the desperate type
Sitting out dances on the wall
Trying to forget everything that isn't you
You're not going home alone
'Cause I don't do too well
Sitting out dances on the wall
Trying to forget everything that isn't you
You're not going home alone
'Cause I don't do too well on my own
Da, da, da
Do, do, do
Da, da, da
Do, do, do
I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
You're not the desperate type
But you've got me looking in through blinds
I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
You're not the desperate type
Sitting out dances on the wall
Trying to forget everything that isn't you
I'm not going home alone
'Cause I don't do too well on my own
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From Under the Cork Tree - 2005 |
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