Marc E. Bassy - Dying Breed lyrics
[Marc E. Bassy - Dying Breed lyrics]
After we were out the whole night
Picture perfect fine for the photos
Real you really my type
I like when we put our fucking phones away
Stare each other down in my room
They don't need to know about the games we play
Nobody compares to you
Baby don't try to be
Anyone else for me
Ooh they don't make em like you
You're the last of a dying breed
Don't try to be
Anyone else for me
Ooh they don't make em like you
You're the last of a dying breed
Last of a dying breed, baby
Last of a dying breed, baby
Last of a dying breed, baby
Runny mascara night terror
Running through my mind all day
Feel just like I'm talking to the mirror
Everytime you look my way
I like when we put the fucking past away
Stories got way too old
You're making me feel like I was a castaway
Coming inside from the cold
Baby don't try to be
Anyone else for me
Ooh they don't make em like you
You're the last of a dying breed
Don't try to be
Anyone else for me
Ooh they don't make em like you
You're the last of a dying breed
Last of a dying breed, baby
Last of a dying breed, baby
Last of a dying breed, baby
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