Growing Pains - What Are the Odds?

Thought I heard your car from the balcony
I'm trying to rid this sovereign sick
Then you split the scene
Leaving me in dreams
You slipped me a little death so I

Wake up and I still think that you're here
Cause I'm bound to fall down every morning after

Crush me in the dark
Fill my head with stars
Menthol breath, put me to rest
Apple on my head
Kill the air instead
I slept through every hint
And missed what heaven sent

Wake up and I still think that you're here
Cause I'm bound to fall for every morning after
Repetition rewinds, now you're leaving
So will you stay for one more morning after

Written by:
Carl Taylor

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