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I overwork myself Always stressing out When I get anxious, I talk a little too fast I love too hard So when I fall apart It's always a little bit harder to come back So I'll keep it bottled up And I'll tell you I'm ok But secretly, I'll be hoping That you'll come and Check on me Oh, check on me All I know is I could spend hours watching 50's movies Or laughing at the birds on the street And I would walk the length of the city If it meant I'd get to meet my missing piece So why don't I trust myself to be true Why do I hide behind a wall I don't think it's just because I'm nervous It's because I can't climb it, it's too tall Cuz' I keep it bottled up And I'll tell you I'm ok But secretly, I'll be hoping That you'll come and Check on me Oh, check on me All I know is I could spend hours watching 50's movies Or laughing at the birds on the street And I would walk the length of the city If it meant I'd get to meet my missing piece All I know is I could spend hours watching 50's movies Or laughing at the birds on the street And I would walk the length of the city If it meant I'd get to meet my missing piece I would walk the length of the city If it meant I'd get to meet my missing piece
Writer(s): Mark Evans Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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