drown in the songs
never will be enough
sing. sing. sing.
keep singing with me
you will disappoint
and i'll ruin things
we will be alright
trust me, hold on tight
pull. pull. pull.
pull my hand and run
run. run. run.
run and pull the trigger
see the illuminations
i hid under my eyes?
hear that beat of a drum
i told you one night?
count the butterflies
blow the bubble for us
we're going down, but,
i've told you we'll be alright
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