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There was something so bitter and gold in my eyes then, yeah
Like a lucid dream, like a rosy tint on a glass lens
And I thought I would be oh-so-old again

Oh, and what a time we had, I drunk the drinks, I shook the hands
And I believed the plan, oh

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But it broke my heart in a million ways
Then I fell apart in a foreign place
And all I wanna do is find a way back to you
'Cause I miss me, I miss me too

And the empty lanes that I would chase for miles
'Cause I felt something, yeah, I felt alive
Oh, I miss me, I miss me too
Yeah, I miss me, I miss me too

Now, I miss talking to the bathroom floor
I miss staring at the ceiling 'cause it felt so tall
I miss sleeping to the sound of the kids next door, I do
I miss me, I miss me too

And there's just something so bitter and cold in the air tonight, oh yeah
So if time is a healer, is there a waiting list I can find? Yeah

Ooh, and what a time we had, I drunk the drinks, I shook the hands
And I believed the plan (oh)

But it broke my heart in a million ways
Then I fell apart in a foreign place
And all I wanna do is find a way back to you (I will find a way back)
'Cause I miss me, I miss me too

And the empty lanes that I would chase for miles
'Cause I felt something (oh), yeah, I felt alive
Oh, I miss me, I miss me too (oh)
Yeah, I miss me, I miss me too

Now, I miss talking to the bathroom floor (I miss talkin' to)
I miss staring at the ceiling (oh)
'Cause it felt so tall (I miss sleeping to the sound)
I miss sleeping to the sound of the kids next door, I do (I do)
I miss me, I miss me too

Now, I miss talking to the bathroom floor
I miss staring at the ceiling
'Cause it ('cause it felt) felt so ('cause it felt so) tall
I miss sleeping to the sound of the kids next door, I do
I miss me, I miss me too

Writer(s): Peter Rycroft, Frederik Eichen, Sarah-faith Griffiths

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