hitting the ground
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love was rough on the nerves, the brain, the taste
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i'm hitting the ground 'cause around her little finger
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she's got me wound
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she could make Armour out of soul and lace
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hitting the ground
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love is tough the first time around
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can't stop the fears from freezing my face
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she made reality sound so sound
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when i took the time to dream
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she laid me to waste
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oh i can't stop the sky from falling in
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and i can't stop the earth from going 'round
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and i can't stop my heart from crying shame
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AND I CAN'T STOP THE TEARS FROM HITTING THE GROUND
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hitting the ground
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hitting the ground
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hitting the ground!
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hitting the ground
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there's a song in my head going 'round and 'round
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lost love can feel like frost and fire
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she was my one desire
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but when I took the time to dream
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she laid me to waste
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oh i can't stop the sky from falling in
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and i can't stop the earth from going 'round
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oh and i can't stop my heart from crying shame
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I CAN'T STOP THE TEARS FROM HITTING THE GROUND
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hitting the ground
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hitting the ground
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hitting the ground!
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Hitting The Ground
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Kim Mitchell |