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Stayed Awake to Look After Me Video (MV)




Performed By: BW Johnson
Language: English
Length: 5:26
Written by: Benedict Johnson




BW Johnson - Stayed Awake to Look After Me Lyrics
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Stayed awake to look after me
Sad and sick, struggling to breathe
Stroked my hair and kissed me
Tight in your arms
But now I rarely sleep
And I still get sick
All alone these whispers
Come into my bed
Like you may say
'I'm coming back home'
I wake up to sweat
And the singing birds
It's how it goes, we all end up alone
It's not what I think, but it's comfortable
Left a note the morning you left
Said 'when your older you'll know what I meant'
To this day I can't remember what you said
But it don't bother me
So I just hear it
Again and again
Chose a charlatan
To stroke my neck
But then all I feel
Is a cold, grey black
Does it feel like you're going home
When you're not coming back?
When she smiles it feels just like you
Maybe one day I'll feel something new
Till then I hold you close
Smother my head
Drowning my thoughts
Under innocence
You were young back then
You were shining bright
That's the only thought
I won't ever fight
Well I guess I don't think that much of you
It was long ago, it was insignificant
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Stayed awake to look after me
Sad and sick, struggling to breathe
Stroked my hair and kissed me
Tight in your arms
But now I rarely sleep
And I still get sick
All alone these whispers
Come into my bed
Like you may say
'I'm coming back home'
I wake up to sweat
And the singing birds
It's how it goes, we all end up alone
It's not what I think, but it's comfortable
Left a note the morning you left
Said 'when your older you'll know what I meant'
To this day I can't remember what you said
But it don't bother me
So I just hear it
Again and again
Chose a charlatan
To stroke my neck
But then all I feel
Is a cold, grey black
Does it feel like you're going home
When you're not coming back?
When she smiles it feels just like you
Maybe one day I'll feel something new
Till then I hold you close
Smother my head
Drowning my thoughts
Under innocence
You were young back then
You were shining bright
That's the only thought
I won't ever fight
Well I guess I don't think that much of you
It was long ago, it was insignificant
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Writer: Benedict Johnson
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