
I' ve got a tight grip on reality
But I can't
Let go of what's in front of me here
I know your leaving In the morning, when you wake up
Leave me with some proof its not a dream ♬
But I can't
Let go of what's in front of me here
I know your leaving In the morning, when you wake up
Leave me with some proof its not a dream ♬
~ The Only Exception, Paramore
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