| 5 a.m. the moon went to sleep, yeah
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| Friends speaking in tongues in the backseat
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| Just one little glance, I know what you mean, somehow
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| We’re stealing moments, moments away
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| Why are we just not as good in the day?
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| Is it too soon to know if it’s too soon to say, for now?
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| The bubble we’re living in, setting me free again
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| I don’t know what it is about this
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| I’m gonna miss it when it’s over, yeah yeah
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| I hope we never see October, yeah yeah
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| I felt the weight fall off my shoulders, yeah yeah
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| I’m gonna miss this when it’s
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| I’m gonna miss you when it’s done
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| Can’t feel my hands, you laugh like you do
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| It happened like that, according to you
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| It’s only a month but doesn’t feel new somehow
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| Yeah, yeah the bubble we’re living in, setting me free again
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| I don’t know what it is about this
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| I’m gonna miss it when it’s over, yeah yeah
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| I hope we never see October, yeah yeah
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| I felt the weight fall off my shoulders, yeah yeah
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| I’m gonna miss this when it’s
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| I’m gonna miss, I’m gonna miss it when it’s over, yeah yeah
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| I hope we never see October, yeah yeah
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| I felt the weight fall off my shoulders, yeah yeah
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| I’m gonna miss this when it’s
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| I’m gonna miss you when it’s done
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| Paint a picture in my brain
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| Encapsulate the fleeting feeling
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| It ricochets, replays my pain, till every trace is leaving
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| The love of autumn-time days flying by
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| Every sunrise healing me
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| And we’re okay, we’ll live this way till it’s done
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| I’m gonna miss this when it’s over
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| I hope we never see October
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| I felt the weight fall off my shoulders, yeah yeah
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| I’m gonna miss this when it’s
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| I’m gonna miss, I’m gonna miss this when it’s over, yeah yeah
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| I hope we never see October, yeah yeah
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| I felt the weight fall off my shoulders, yeah yeah
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| I’m gonna miss this when it’s
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| I’m gonna miss you when it’s done |