This city's gonna break your heart
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It's gonna leave you colder
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Bright light's tearing us apart
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It's gonna hurt all over
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Honestly I'm better off lonely
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Promises are just pretend
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God help this face I'm wearin'
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God help this skin
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We can run
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We can hide
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We can show off our guns and put on a fight
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If it's love
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Hold on tight, hold on tight
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Maybe we'll make it out alive
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Maybe we'll make it
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I'm searching for the sound of your heartbeat
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I'm looking for a sign of life
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And I can hear it fading out
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Lost my streght
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When you lost your fight
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Honestly you're better off lonely
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Promises are just pretend
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God help this faith I'm wearin'
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God help this place
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We can run
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We can hide
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We can show off our guns and put on a fight
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If it's love
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Hold on tight, hold on tight
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Maybe we'll make it out alive
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Maybe we'll make it
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There's gonna be thousand ways that we could break it
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There'll never be an easy way so I'll just say it
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Cause I know that it is not over
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No matter how hard we try
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Now I'm begging for the chance to make it right
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Cause you've got the best of me
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And you'll be the death of me
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We can run
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We can hide
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We can show off our guns and put on a fight
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If it's love
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Hold on tight, hold on tight
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Maybe we'll make it out alive
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Maybe we'll make it out alive
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(We can run, we can hide oh baby we'll make it out alive)
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Out Alive
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| Kris Allen |
