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Brock Weston
Brock Weston
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Jordan Brunoli
Jordan Brunoli
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Connor Brooker
Connor Brooker
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Mindful of the weight Place your hands in my palm I'll squeeze it tight I'll keep you safe from harm Eyes are wide and glazed Laconic hint of charm See light beneath the surface You're breaching for my arm And call in all your favours I reach for the alarm To put it on the table So you get some idea of how It feels when everything I built comes crashing down To the ground Will you throw away what we had? Yeah, 'cause something's bound to go bad Yeah, 'cause something's bound to go bad Should've known it when you got mad Yeah, that something's bound to go bad Threw away everything that we had Now it's over and I'm so sad Should've know it when you got mad Yeah, that something's bound to go bad Yeah, that something's bound to go bad Why are my mistakes Poured from empty cups? Riding on our coattails Keep stalling on the clutch Swimming toward the breakers You say I gave too much We throw away the labels That took so long to stick to us But maybe to find balance We must rip them off Just to grow And it doesn't have to be sad Yeah, 'cause something's bound to go bad Yeah, 'cause something's bound to go bad Should've known it when you got mad Yeah, that something's bound to go bad Threw away everything that we had Now it's over and I'm so sad Should've know it when you got mad Yeah, that something's bound to go bad Yeah, that something's bound to go bad Yeah, that something's bound to go bad Yeah, that something's bound to go bad Yeah, that something's bound to go bad Yeah, that something's bound to go bad
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