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Connor Creasey
Connor Creasey
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Connor Creasey
Connor Creasey
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Alex Sacco
Alex Sacco
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Devin Concannon
Devin Concannon
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Lyrics

Baby we were made to last Can I hear the end before it fades to black Baby I can't turn it off oh no Channel surfing up until the crash How long can you leave me in my room Yeah this channel ain't coming in tune Oh this angle me in front of you What is there to do to handle There was some bad news and some sad truths Couldn't turn the TV off When I had you and thats actual Why I even got the TV on You're passive and I'm average I'm emptying out that fridge You hold me in the palm of your hand like the remote Hide it in the cushion below These shows are holding my attention (Tension, tension) I'm learning how to cook right now Why you giving me that look right now Every time you hear that click you mention how I never take my eyes of this Used to never take my eyes of you Used to the sound coming out all night Now I'm used to the blue light and the feelings ensue, but Baby we were made to last Can I hear the end before it fades to black Baby I can't turn it off oh no Channel surfing up until the crash How long can you leave me in my room Yeah this channel ain't coming in tune Oh this angle me in front of you What is there to do to handle Another night on the sofa And it's cold down here And you know how I feel about the warmth I told ya I hate the quiet need a sound to hear I can't sleep without a night light You need it pitch black And if its like that well then it's like this I can see my reflection I don't like that I got bags underneath my eyes I don't sleep no I don't get tired You got bags underneath your arms Where you off to? Baby we were made to last Can I hear the end before it fades to black Baby I can't turn it off oh no Channel surfing up until the crash How long can you leave me in my room Yeah this channel ain't coming in tune Oh this angle me in front of you What is there to do to handle How long can you leave me in my room Yeah this channel ain't coming in tune Oh this angle me in front of you What is there to do to handle Hey It's mom, It's uh 2 o'clock I was just calling to chit chat I'm driving from work Anyway, I'll talk to you soon Bye
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