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My mind is a warrior, |
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My heart is a foreigner, |
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My eyes are the colour of red like a sunset, |
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I'll never keep it bottled up |
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And left to the hands of the coroner, |
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Be a true heart not a follower, |
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We're not done yet. |
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And I see it in your movements tonight, |
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If we should ever do this right, |
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I'm never gonna let you down, |
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Oh I'll never let you down, |
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Now keep it on the down low |
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And I'll keep you around so I'll know |
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That I'll never let you down, |
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I'll never let you down. |
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You're strumming on my heart strings like you were a grade 8 but I've never felt this way, |
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I'll pick your feet up off of the ground and never ever let you down, |
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Now you're strumming on my heart strings like you were a grade 8 but I've never felt this way, |
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I'll pick your feet up off of the ground and never ever let you down, |
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Now, my eyes are a river filler, |
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This drink is a liver killer, |
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My chest is a pillow for your weary head to lay to rest again, |
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Your body is my ballpoint pen |
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And your mind is my new best friend, |
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Your eyes are the mirror to take me to the edge again, |
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Now I see it in your movements tonight, |
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If we should ever do this right, |
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I'm never gonna let you down, |
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Oh I'll never let you down, |
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We'll keep it on the down low |
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And I'll keep you around so I'll know |
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That I'll never let you down, |
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I'll never let you down, |
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You're strumming on my heart strings like you were a grade 8 but I've never felt this way, |
40 |
I'll pick your feet up off of the ground and never ever let you down, |
41 |
You're strumming on my heart strings like you were a grade 8 but I've never felt this way, |
42 |
I'll pick your feet up off of the ground and never ever let you down, |
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Hold my heart to stop me bleeding now, now, now, and I'll never let you down [x4] |
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'Cause You're strumming on my heart strings like you were a grade 8 but I've never felt this way, |
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I'll pick your feet up off of the ground and never ever let you down, |
48 |
You're strumming on my heart strings like you were a grade 8 but I've never felt this way, |
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I'll pick your feet up off of the ground and never ever let you down, |