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Scraping by in the dirt, planting food to make it work, waiting for the sun to set and sail |
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Cause I can feel a second wind, coming as the night begins, lets live it up and make our own trails |
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We'll make it through somehow |
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Whoa, I'm falling apart, I'm falling apart over every part of you |
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Should have known from the start, should have known from the start |
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That a beating heart is a bleeding heart |
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I've been wearing sleeves on my heart, cause the opposite made me start, thinking I was giving too much |
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Now I'm always keeping score, guarding my back because of the time before, one foot in and one foot out the door |
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So roll up my sleeves my darling, kiss me in the front lawn by the garden |
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My hands on you my hearts on pardon now. now |
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Whoa, I'm falling apart, I'm falling apart over every part of you |
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Should have known from the start, should have known from the start |
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That a beating heart is a bleeding heart |
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We make our way across the field, poor as sin but no one can steal what we got, what we got |
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We got each other's backs and hearts, it ain't much but it's a start, what we got, what we got |
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Whoa, I'm falling apart, I'm falling apart over every part of you |
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Should have known from the start, should have known from the start |
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That a beating heart |
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Whoa, I'm falling apart, I'm falling apart over every part of you |
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Should have known from the start, should have known from the start |
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That a beating heart is a bleeding heart |
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A beating heart is a bleeding heart, a beating heart is a bleeding heart, a beating heart is a bleeding heart, A beating heart is a bleeding heart |
