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there there - Aite Lyrics



there there - Aite Lyrics
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Getting a sense that you don't feel
Alright
I put my arms around you
While you wanted solitude
Forget it all
Forget it all
The angst that we devour
Protect it all
Protect all that´s damaged
By now
Feeling the haste that stumbles home
To you
Tracksuits and burned out candle lights
Paint the days
You´ll take me home
We built our dome
Than we noticed
There is nothing
In here
But us
Grounded for months with you
Felt like a dream
Now i´m down to your bed
And i feel sorry
The silent screams
And tender scenes
You have left here
I have left here
Inside our minds
I felt it all
I felt it all
But love is all that stays
Now take it all
Take it all
And run away
Feeling the headlocks loosen up
I´m down
I´m down
For the next Act
We seek for
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Getting a sense that you don't feel
Alright
I put my arms around you
While you wanted solitude
Forget it all
Forget it all
The angst that we devour
Protect it all
Protect all that´s damaged
By now
Feeling the haste that stumbles home
To you
Tracksuits and burned out candle lights
Paint the days
You´ll take me home
We built our dome
Than we noticed
There is nothing
In here
But us
Grounded for months with you
Felt like a dream
Now i´m down to your bed
And i feel sorry
The silent screams
And tender scenes
You have left here
I have left here
Inside our minds
I felt it all
I felt it all
But love is all that stays
Now take it all
Take it all
And run away
Feeling the headlocks loosen up
I´m down
I´m down
For the next Act
We seek for
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Writer: Wadim Neesbors
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Language: English
Length: 4:38
Written by: Wadim Neesbors

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