
¿ Bring Me The Horizon (Ft. Halsey)
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[Chorus: Halsey]
Breathe, cold, another bad dream
Got mud on my face that I can't get clean
Feel whole, but I rip at the seams
If I can't get you away from me
Taking showers every hour and I choke on steam
Writing on the mirrors and the space between
All so tall, it broke the fourth wall
Guess our fairy tale had a few plot holes
[Instrumental Break]
[Refrain: Halsey]
Breathe, cold, another bad dream
(Another bad dream, another bad dream)
Breathe, cold, another bad dream
(Another bad dream, another bad dream)
Breathe, cold, another bad dream
Another bad dream, another bad dream
Another bad dream, another bad dream
Another bad dream, another bad dream
[Instrumental Break]
[Chorus: Halsey]
Breathe, cold, another bad dream
Got mud on my face that I can't get clean
Feel whole, but I rip at the seams
If I can't get you away from me
Taking showers every hour and I choke on steam
Writing on the mirrors and the space between
All so tall, it broke the fourth wall
Guess our fairy tale had a few plot—
Breathe, cold, another bad dream
Got mud on my face that I can't get clean
Feel whole, but I rip at the seams
If I can't get you away from me
Taking showers every hour and I choke on steam
Writing on the mirrors and the space between
All so tall, it broke the fourth wall
Guess our fairy tale had a few plot holes
[Instrumental Break]
[Refrain: Halsey]
Breathe, cold, another bad dream
(Another bad dream, another bad dream)
Breathe, cold, another bad dream
(Another bad dream, another bad dream)
Breathe, cold, another bad dream
Another bad dream, another bad dream
Another bad dream, another bad dream
Another bad dream, another bad dream
[Instrumental Break]
[Chorus: Halsey]
Breathe, cold, another bad dream
Got mud on my face that I can't get clean
Feel whole, but I rip at the seams
If I can't get you away from me
Taking showers every hour and I choke on steam
Writing on the mirrors and the space between
All so tall, it broke the fourth wall
Guess our fairy tale had a few plot—
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