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Texty: Count The Stars. All Good Things.

This air is contagious, no one can save us,
nothing this good could ever last,
tonight is a drug, that I won't give up,
this is my favorite addiction
the summer comes to a close,
and no one knows what we know,
no one knows

I can't explain, what made me stay,
I fall into the same mistakes,
like all good things, they never last, the past is past

I'd rather be drowning, than swimming away,
that's something that will never change,
I swallow regret, and I hope for the best,
if this is all that i can do

The summer comes to a close,
and no one knows what we know,
no one knows

I can't explain, what made me stay,
I fall into the same mistakes,
like all good things, they never last, the past is past

This is why I never try, to make it seem we shouldn't leave,

this is why I never try
I never try

This air is contagious, no one can save us, but I wait

I must confess, I'm not impressed,
there's nothing worse than losing you,
I must confess, I'm not the same like all good things
All good things
All good things
All good things

I must confess, I'm not impressed,
there's nothing worse than losing you

I must confess, I'm not the same,
there's nothing worse than losing you
than losing you
I'm losing you
I'm losing you