Pinning polaroids on a cold brick wall, Hanging fairy lights on the garden porch, Gravitating to the nearest brawl, We're only young so we'll come back for more
And we'll let lanterns off at midnight, Looking for that cinematic view, We don't listen to advice, We're living dreams of sweet maroon
This isn't over till it ends, This is the one thing that we want to keep, And when it's gone we'll still pretend Cos we're the ones that never sleep
Lights are burning fast in front of us, Our money is inside collecting dust, We don't wanna waste a second of our time
We only lie when asked if we're okay, We lock ourselves up, we only pray, That we won't be the sterling silver that turns grey, We are the sparks that never fade
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