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lyrics

We dance in fire light

Hands touch now I'm petrified

Will I make it out alive

This is fight or flight

This is do or die

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Slow sparks right in front of me

You're close I can barely breathe

My heart’s like a falling tree

It skips a beat

I can feel the heat

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If I say it 

Could you take it

If I'm honest, would you want it, ‘cause right now it's just a longing

Will I make it 

Will I break it

Can you see it, do you feel it, all at once I'm just believing that it's gonna be a hell of a ride

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It’s ‘bout time we make stand

We’ll do the best we can

You take the lead, I’ll take your hand

Through this foreign land

We don’t need a plan

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The town whispers undertones

Standing small in the overgrown

We don’t play with the status quo 

The less traveled road

Is the way we go, duh

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Don’t want to be blinded

Gotta stay open minded

For all that could come of this

 

Don’t want to be misguided

We’re still undecided

Hang on, let’s avoid a hit and miss

written by
sawyer v stromwall

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film from the studio

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