I don't need a parachute
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You don't need to ask if I'm okay
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I can look after myself
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We've been walking for hours now
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My feet are starting to itch
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Blisters crack all over my skin
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And my shoes don't even fit.
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I'm so sorry for the pain,
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sorry for the aches,
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sorry for the moods I'm swinging.
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But I don't need your hand,
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I don't need your heart,
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I don't need a parachute.
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I have tried to carry you
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As far as I could go but I'm not strong
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Enough to do this on my own
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I pack my bags and leave this town
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Cause I'm not welcome back here any more
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Upon these shores.
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I'm so sorry for the pain,
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sorry for the aches,
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sorry for the moods I'm swinging.
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But I don't need your hand,
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I don't need your heart,
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I don't need a parachute.
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I'm so sorry for the greed,
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sorry for the hate,
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sorry for the mess I left you
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But I don't want it back
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I don't need it back
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I don't need a parachute.
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Well may the love, that we share, come alive tonight,
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yeah may the love, that we share, come alive tonight.
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I'm so sorry for the pain,
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sorry for the aches,
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sorry for the moods I'm swinging.
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But I don't need your hand,
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I don't need your heart,
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I don't need a parachute.
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I'm so sorry for the greed,
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sorry for the hate,
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sorry for the mess I left you
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But I don't want it back
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I don't need it back
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I don't need a parachute.
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Parachutes
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Charlie Simpson |