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Fedde Le Grand
Fedde Le Grand
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American Authors
American Authors
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Fedde Le Grand
Fedde Le Grand
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Philip Bentley
Philip Bentley
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Dan Muckala
Dan Muckala
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Fedde Le Grand
Fedde Le Grand
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When I was sixteen I had it figured out Nothing but big dreams Nothing to slow me down I moved to the city Headed out Brooklyn-bound And crying a river Kept putting the fire out (Oh) I wish I knew then what I know now (Oh) to get me through when I don't know how Even if I've fallen, running out of luck (Oh) I'm at the bottom, but there's One way up One way up, yeah, yeah One way up One way up One way up Walking a tightrope I'm almost at the edge Keeping my eyes closed Closer with every step All of my high hopes I still haven't found them yet The only thing I know I'll get there in the end (Oh) I wish I knew then what I know now (Oh) to get me through when I don't know how Even if I've fallen, running out of luck (Oh) I'm at the bottom, but there's One way up One way up, yeah, yeah One way up One way up One way up One way up One way up, yeah, yeah One way up One way up
Writer(s): Daniel Muckala, Fedde Le Grand, Philip Bentley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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