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Why sleep so early? midnight is an enemy,

why not stay up talking with me making a memory,

no more friends to see, i've exhausted my mind,

yet still find my heart is truly kind,

can't let you go, even if you sleep,

can't remember if we spoke last week,

do or don't make a peep, it makes no matter,

you're the money flow keeping my hearts wallet getting fatter,

i miss those blue eyes, that brown hair,

those cheeks that go red when you blush, i'll share,

that i even miss your voice, never thought it true,

that i could, this much, ever miss you,

tell me something i don't know, say it please,

stay up with me and make a memory,

i'm going crazy, started at my heart,

then departed through my veins to eat me whole like a shark.