No one has fallen quite as hard as we are
When your swelling up your chest
To take it all like the rest
Cuz I am, I am, turned around
And I am, I am, happy now
Nobody here is running from
Swallow your sunken heart
Is the thing in the back of your throat
Which is causing you to choke
Curtisy through me please
Come back, come back to me
Cuz I am, I am turned around
Nobody here is running from
Singin oh no this must be love
Nobody here is running from
So turn a hard kiss around
Cuz I am, I am turned around
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