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It's getting late, I should go to bed
I never felt any existential dread
I can't spend today in my bed
There's no one at home, no texts to be read
I hope the end of your set
All my friends stay, no one's upset
I hope we all dance, we all break a sweat
I find a working outlet

I've heard what you're thinking of
Tears me to pieces
Is it your mom you were thinking of
A whole army, small but not giving in
I'm feeling safer, than I knew I could be
With your arms dragging me into the sea
I'm feeling safer, than I knew I could be
With your arms dragging me straight into the sea

It's getting late, I should go to bed
It's getting late, I should go to bed
It's getting late, I should go to bed



Credits
Writer(s): Gold William Patrick
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