You look to call it in the air before it leaves
my hand and though the promises I've made
seem twisted in their own way,
we'll be ok You said I'm the lucky one
sometimes I think you're half dead,
before you hit the ground,
we'll be ok shielded
by the voices of everyday mistakes,
we'll be ok we're coming up for air
sometimes I think it's a waste
my hand and though the promises I've made
seem twisted in their own way,
we'll be ok You said I'm the lucky one
sometimes I think you're half dead,
before you hit the ground,
we'll be ok shielded
by the voices of everyday mistakes,
we'll be ok we're coming up for air
sometimes I think it's a waste
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