Four from Alarms. by Shark Arms

When all this comes to the end
We won’t have to pretend, anymore
You won’t see me in your dreams, anymore

When this all comes to the end
We won’t have to pretend, anymore

And in the 4 years I’ve spent saying goodbye
In a war with my intentions, trying to thin me out
When it comes to you
We all come to an end

We were patient saw the stars align
When the sun fell beneath the snow
If I take you by the hands
Would you still try and let me go

And one day I won’t be here
And some day you won’t need me
One day, I’ll walk away
And one day I won’t need you

Everything is gonna be fine, it’ll be okay
We all come to the end
We all come to an end

And when we realize it’s the end
We’ll all come to the bend, in the road
I wanna be hours away
I dare you to try to make me stay

In the 4 years I’ve spent saying goodbye
In a war with my intentions, trying to thin me out
We all come to the end
We all come to an end

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