I feel the sun creeping up like tick-tock. I’m trying to keep you in my head but if not, we’ll just keep running from tomorrow with our lips locked. You got me begging. Baby, please don’t go. If I wake up tomorrow will you still be here?

I feel the sun creeping up like tick-tock. I’m trying to keep you in my head but if not, we’ll just keep running from tomorrow with our lips locked. You got me begging. Baby, please don’t go. If I wake up tomorrow will you still be here?

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