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Over the mountains over the hills
Just like a flower that won't sit still
A heart that flourish keeps me on my knees
It keeps me breathing, I clearly see
Is it worth a life without love
Can I keep myself up above
Breaks me down, picks me up
I'm so weak and it shows and it shows and it shows
The longest battle between the two
A choice of happiness is me and you
I choose the latter. Keeps me on my knees
Can't catch my breath now I can hardly breathe
What's the worth, a life without love
Can I keep myself up above
Keeps me down, it keeps me up
I'm so weak and it shows and it shows and it shows
It's just a love song
It's like a gun that's loaded to my head
It makes me nauseous and sick.
I rather go to bed
I rather hate you, feel distant
So I won't feel the pain
This love and hate game
A war inside my head
It's just a love song
It's like a gun that's loaded to my head
It makes me nauseous and sick.
I rather go to bed
I rather hate you, feel distant
So I won't feel the pain
This love and hate game
A war inside my head
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Over the mountains over the hills
Just like a flower that won't sit still
A heart that flourish keeps me on my knees
It keeps me breathing, I clearly see
Is it worth a life without love
Can I keep myself up above
Breaks me down, picks me up
I'm so weak and it shows and it shows and it shows
The longest battle between the two
A choice of happiness is me and you
I choose the latter. Keeps me on my knees
Can't catch my breath now I can hardly breathe
What's the worth, a life without love
Can I keep myself up above
Keeps me down, it keeps me up
I'm so weak and it shows and it shows and it shows
It's just a love song
It's like a gun that's loaded to my head
It makes me nauseous and sick.
I rather go to bed
I rather hate you, feel distant
So I won't feel the pain
This love and hate game
A war inside my head
It's just a love song
It's like a gun that's loaded to my head
It makes me nauseous and sick.
I rather go to bed
I rather hate you, feel distant
So I won't feel the pain
This love and hate game
A war inside my head
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Writer: Brett Romnes, Jhon Reyes, Eduardo Contreras, Bryan Torres, Edgar Alejandre, Matt Silva
Copyright: Lyrics © ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING

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