I know that it can hurt sometimes, I bet When all the words don't come out right, it happens And maybe we can learn from times like this and they can be gone (Gone, gone) I know that it can hurt sometimes, I bet When all the words don't come out right, it happens And maybe we can learn from times like this and they can be gone (Gone, gone)
It takes a little practice So close I almost had it I thought I was concise But it turns out I guess it's one of those nights Military tactics Likе we're from two differеnt atlases Inside the corners of your mind You've got your stories and I've got mine You're already perfect, I'm already right With a little practice, we'll be fine
I know that it can hurt sometimes, I bet When all the words don't come out right, it happens And maybe we can learn from times like this and they can be gone (Gone, gone) I know that it can hurt sometimes, I bet When all the words don't come out right, it happens And maybe we can learn from times like this and they can be gone (Gone, gone)
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