I've got something up my sleeve that I don't want to show you Cause everytime I bleed I make a fool of me I've got shakey little fingers, that hold on to your grip You've got wrapped around my world So tight that I can't breathe I'm suffocating
We come crashing down Everytime we go this far again We come tumbling down Everytime we go this far again Everytime we go
I've got nothing that I hide except for what's inside I keep it all locked up, in this prison we call love I'm suffocating
We come crashing down Everytime we go this far again We come tumbling down Everytime we go this far again Everytime we go
Everytime we go Everytime we go Everytime we go Everytime we go
We come crashing down Everytime we go this far again We come tumbling down Everytime we go this far again
We come crashing down We come tumbling down We come crashing down Everytime we go this far again Everytime we go
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