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If these candles don't burn out before you make it Let's blow them out in celebration Of a bad bad bad bad year You faded, you faded To lonelier places And I can't find you there And I can't find you there You pillow fight and flirt Thought you'd never get hurt There's so much blood down on the ground You faded, you faded To lonelier places And I can't find you there And I can't find you there Come down, come down Come down, come down
Writer(s): Christopher Conley, James Erwin, Lucas Starr, Travis Bryant, Matthew Lucas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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