Bfame - 3, 2, 1

I'm surprised tonight is New Year's Eve
Time flew by so gracefully
By the time I finish this song, It'll be February
I love the way this incense is making me feel
These emotions I write feel so unreal
Like a movie that I've seen over and over
Whittier sleeps so soundly tonight without you here
Three, Two, One strikes and midnight I'm spending it alone again
With a sick six pack of emotions
The piano will be played again
But this time
And this time it'll be me striking the keys
And this time
And this time Lenny will have the year off
Tucked in bed and ready to sleep
But the sun is rising up
Just before Sinatra sings me to sleep, I think I'll read a book tonight because
Whittier sleeps so soundly tonight without you here
Three, Two, One strikes and midnight I'm standing here alone again
With a sick six pack of emotions
The piano will be played again
But this time
And this time it'll be me striking the keys
And this time
And this time Lenny will have the year off
And they're so
They're so inebriated
And it makes things complicated
So what's the point of it?
They're so inebriated
And it makes things complicated
So what's the point of it?
Whittier sleeps so soundly tonight without you here

Written by:
Brandon Gutierrez

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