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Patrick Droney - State of the Heart Lyrics
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You were standing at the bathroom sink
Crying and yelling at me
For a second it was like we were in a
Coming of age movie
But who the hell are we?
Wandering around this big city
Acting like we got our lives together

Trying to find ourselves
In the letters of dead poets
Making friends with the cynics
In rent-controlled apartments
Singing The National
And telling each other secrets
Like nobody's ever lived this
Before

Young in the state of the heart
Fighting with time so we take shots in the dark
And it feels alright
'Cause this mess is ours
Young in the state of the heart
Yeah, we run fast 'cause the cars don't start
And we make up for what we don't got
We know who we are
Young in the state of the

Slept out on the fire escape
That summer when the AC gave
You said to pretend it was winter
Honey, I was happy
To be just like us
Two kids dreaming while the metal rusts
Sure felt good to be lost together

Just trying to find ourselves
In the letters of dead poets
Making friends with the cynics
In rent-controlled apartments
Singing The National
And telling each other secrets
Like nobody's ever lived this
Before, yeah

Young in the state of the heart
Fighting with time so we take shots in the dark
And it feels alright
'Cause this mess is ours
Young in the state of the heart
Yeah, we run fast 'cause the cars don't start
And we make up for what we don't got
We know who we are
Young in the state of the heart
Young in the state of the heart

Contemplated science, space, and religion
Contemplated silence, space, how it all fits
Yeah, we know a place, call us the misfits
But we're living
Young in the state of the heart

Young in the state of the heart
Fighting with time so we take shots in the dark
And it feels alright
'Cause this mess is ours
Young in the state of the heart
Fighting with time so we take shots in the dark
And it feels alright
'Cause this mess is ours (this mess is ours)
Young in the state of the heart
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You were standing at the bathroom sink
Crying and yelling at me
For a second it was like we were in a
Coming of age movie
But who the hell are we?
Wandering around this big city
Acting like we got our lives together

Trying to find ourselves
In the letters of dead poets
Making friends with the cynics
In rent-controlled apartments
Singing The National
And telling each other secrets
Like nobody's ever lived this
Before

Young in the state of the heart
Fighting with time so we take shots in the dark
And it feels alright
'Cause this mess is ours
Young in the state of the heart
Yeah, we run fast 'cause the cars don't start
And we make up for what we don't got
We know who we are
Young in the state of the

Slept out on the fire escape
That summer when the AC gave
You said to pretend it was winter
Honey, I was happy
To be just like us
Two kids dreaming while the metal rusts
Sure felt good to be lost together

Just trying to find ourselves
In the letters of dead poets
Making friends with the cynics
In rent-controlled apartments
Singing The National
And telling each other secrets
Like nobody's ever lived this
Before, yeah

Young in the state of the heart
Fighting with time so we take shots in the dark
And it feels alright
'Cause this mess is ours
Young in the state of the heart
Yeah, we run fast 'cause the cars don't start
And we make up for what we don't got
We know who we are
Young in the state of the heart
Young in the state of the heart

Contemplated science, space, and religion
Contemplated silence, space, how it all fits
Yeah, we know a place, call us the misfits
But we're living
Young in the state of the heart

Young in the state of the heart
Fighting with time so we take shots in the dark
And it feels alright
'Cause this mess is ours
Young in the state of the heart
Fighting with time so we take shots in the dark
And it feels alright
'Cause this mess is ours (this mess is ours)
Young in the state of the heart
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Writer: Melissa Fuller, Patrick Timothy Droney
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.


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