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Griff
Griff
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Lostboy
Lostboy
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SIBA
SIBA
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Frederik Castenschiold Eichen
Frederik Castenschiold Eichen
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Peter Rycroft
Peter Rycroft
Автор песен
Sarah Griffiths
Sarah Griffiths
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Griff
Griff
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Charles Haydon Hicks
Charles Haydon Hicks
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Luke Burgoyne
Luke Burgoyne
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Lostboy
Lostboy
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Matt Colton
Matt Colton
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Dan Grech-Marguerat
Dan Grech-Marguerat
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SIBA
SIBA
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Слова

There was something so bitter and gold in my eyes then, yeah Like a lucid dream, like a rosy tint on a glass lens And I thought I would be oh-so-old again Oh, and what a time we had, I drunk the drinks, I shook the hands And I believed the plan, oh But it broke my heart in a million ways Then I fell apart in a foreign place And all I wanna do is find a way back to you 'Cause I miss me, I miss me too And the empty lanes that I would chase for miles 'Cause I felt something, yeah, I felt alive Oh, I miss me, I miss me too Yeah, I miss me, I miss me too Now, I miss talking to the bathroom floor I miss staring at the ceiling 'cause it felt so tall I miss sleeping to the sound of the kids next door, I do I miss me, I miss me too And there's just something so bitter and cold in the air tonight, oh yeah So if time is a healer, is there a waiting list I can find? Yeah Ooh, and what a time we had, I drunk the drinks, I shook the hands And I believed the plan (oh) But it broke my heart in a million ways Then I fell apart in a foreign place And all I wanna do is find a way back to you (I will find a way back) 'Cause I miss me, I miss me too And the empty lanes that I would chase for miles 'Cause I felt something (oh), yeah, I felt alive Oh, I miss me, I miss me too (oh) Yeah, I miss me, I miss me too Now, I miss talking to the bathroom floor (I miss talkin' to) I miss staring at the ceiling (oh) 'Cause it felt so tall (I miss sleeping to the sound) I miss sleeping to the sound of the kids next door, I do (I do) I miss me, I miss me too Now, I miss talking to the bathroom floor I miss staring at the ceiling 'Cause it ('cause it felt) felt so ('cause it felt so) tall I miss sleeping to the sound of the kids next door, I do I miss me, I miss me too
Writer(s): Peter Rycroft, Frederik Eichen, Sarah-faith Griffiths Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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