
Eight Hours Bastille & Tyde
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[Verse 1]
I got a version of you in my head
I don't wanna ruin it, I don't wanna ruin it
I got a version of you in my bed
I don't wanna ruin this, there ain't no undoing this
[Pre-Chorus]
Sleeping? Why would we go dreaming?
Why would we go anywhere?
Let's fight the daylight, I can't get my head right
Why would we go anywhere?
[Chorus]
Oh, I'm not gonna shut my eyes 'cause sleeping means I'm missing everything
And that's eight hours without you
No, I'm not gonna sleep tonight 'cause why'd I wanna dream of anything?
And that's eight hours without you
[Post-Chorus]
And I don't need eight more hours without you (Eight more hours without you)
No, I don't need eight more hours without you (Eight more hours without you)
[Verse 2]
Tossing and turning now we're through the sheets
Hit me like a sugar rush, so no dreams can come for us
Tumbling into way more littlе deaths
Keeping it corporeal, hold me tight to keep this rеal
I got a version of you in my head
I don't wanna ruin it, I don't wanna ruin it
I got a version of you in my bed
I don't wanna ruin this, there ain't no undoing this
[Pre-Chorus]
Sleeping? Why would we go dreaming?
Why would we go anywhere?
Let's fight the daylight, I can't get my head right
Why would we go anywhere?
[Chorus]
Oh, I'm not gonna shut my eyes 'cause sleeping means I'm missing everything
And that's eight hours without you
No, I'm not gonna sleep tonight 'cause why'd I wanna dream of anything?
And that's eight hours without you
[Post-Chorus]
And I don't need eight more hours without you (Eight more hours without you)
No, I don't need eight more hours without you (Eight more hours without you)
[Verse 2]
Tossing and turning now we're through the sheets
Hit me like a sugar rush, so no dreams can come for us
Tumbling into way more littlе deaths
Keeping it corporeal, hold me tight to keep this rеal
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