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Текст: Fall Out Boy. 7 Minutes in Heaven.

I'm sleeping my way out of this one
With anyone who will lie down
I'll be stuck fixated on one star
When the world is crashing down

I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
I'm not the desperate type
But you've got me looking in through blinds

I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
I'm not the desperate type

Sitting out dances on the wall
Trying to forget everything that isn't you
I'm not going home alone
'Cause I don't do too well

Sitting out dances on the wall
Trying to forget everything that isn't you
You're not going home alone
'Cause I don't do too well on my own

The only thing worse than not knowing
Is you thinking that I don't know
I'm having another episode
I just need a stronger dose

I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
I'm not the desperate type
But you've got me looking in through blinds

I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
I'm not the desperate type

Sitting out dances on the wall
Trying to forget everything that isn't you
You're not going home alone
'Cause I don't do too well

Sitting out dances on the wall
Trying to forget everything that isn't you
You're not going home alone
'Cause I don't do too well on my own

Da, da, da
Do, do, do
Da, da, da
Do, do, do

I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
You're not the desperate type
But you've got me looking in through blinds

I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
You're not the desperate type

Sitting out dances on the wall
Trying to forget everything that isn't you
I'm not going home alone
'Cause I don't do too well on my own