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[Chorus]

I love the way you look

Don't turn the TV off

Keep your head on my chest

Dream is fading, I guess

It's always all my fault

There's no reasons to stay

Drawing stars through the multiple charts

It's feeling like I'm dead, it's feeling like I'm far

Let's dance over night 'til I close my mind

So the first thing I'll see when I wake up is your eyes

It's afternoon, I'm feeling fucked

So, don't need to forget me

Dead in my head, drugs upon the bed

Drugs upon the bed

I've been thinking through the afternoon

That the things always change, yeah

The things always change

I hopе reactions 'bout the songs wherе I say that I'm dead

Change one of these days, one of these days

I'll be yours, oh-oh

Inner thoughts are killing my mind in a way

That you don't, oh-oh

Realize, realize

I love the way you look

Don't turn the TV off

Keep your head on my chest

Dream is fading, I guess

It's always all my fault

There's no reasons to stay

Not grateful 'bout my feelings

They might've changed when it's your face-

I'm tired, but awful sleeping

Black bags for the last time