PVRIS - Eyelids Lyrics

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Eyelids

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What Are The Lyrics For Eyelids By PVRIS?
I'll face my fear of the evening
Once I get used to this feeling I can't sleep That's when you're torn away from me While I'm dreaming I feel you leaving I'll face my fear of the sunrise When I wake up with your hand inside mine It's hard to say good morning When it's followed with goodbye (Just wanted to say good night) Our eyes fighting the light But I'm not ready to say good night, ooh I try and hold on tight 'cause it's just not time to say good night Say "good night" I'll face my fear of the cold nights When you leave me behind I felt your hands in my hair I felt your breath on my neck Yeah, I need to feel you again Just wanted to say good night Our eyes fighting the light But I'm not ready to say good night, ooh I try and hold on tight 'cause it's just not time to say good night Say good night These eyes are closed again for yet another night I wake up and I can feel you by my side But I can't find you in the dark when you're so far Yeah, that's the hardest part Here comes the hardest part Our eyes fighting the light But I'm not ready to say good night oh I try and hold on tight 'cause it's just not time to say good night To say good night I mean in what world do I go to sleep after you and wake up before you I don't even know how it happens Well I hope you're having sweet dreams And you call me when you wake up |
Who Wrote Eyelids By PVRIS?
Blake Harnage, Lyndsey Gunnulfsen, Sierra Kusterbeck
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