The Winslows - Make It To The Morning

Her eyes were going
And the lines were showing
And her legs were going one by one
As she fell to the floor
Yet again
The lights were flashing
And her mind was crashing
There was people passing out in her house
All over
By the end
I don't know how you got through this evening
Wonder how you'll make it through tonight
Might not ever make it to the morning
Might not make it out of here alive
There was music blaring
Everyone was sharing
Couldn't care less what clothes she was wearing
She was a mess
Then the room got frightening
Cuz' the sound of lightning
Ran through her mind like mildly exciting pop song
I guess
I don't know how you got through this evening
Wonder how you'll make it through tonight
Might not ever make it to the morning
Might not make it out of here alive
I don't know how you got through this evening
Wonder how you'll make it through tonight
Might not ever make it to the morning
Might not make it out of here alive

Written by:
Rhys Turner

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