| Passed out on the bathroom floor
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| Clothes on and a bag of pills
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| I put you in bed and I tell myself
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| If I don’t think no one will
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| And I know by tomorrow
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| You won’t remember anything
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| You’re beautifully broken
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| Broken
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| I can feel a storm rise up
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| Might kill be but I can’t get enough
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| Pull me down and drown me in your love
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| I can’t keep on running
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| Can’t stop this train from coming
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| Baby you’re a hurricane
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| Baby you’re a hurricane
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| Spinning in your hurricane
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| Cuz baby you’re a hurricane
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| I hate the way I love you baby
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| But I just can’t get enough
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| I worry if I walk away
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| That you might just self destruct
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| You’re tripping if you think you can fix it
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| With some liquor and a bag of dust
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| You’re beautifully broken
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| Broken
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| But you just can’t break my love
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| I can feel a storm rise up
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| Might kill be but I can’t get enough
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| Pull me down and drown me in your love
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| Cuz I cannot outrun it
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| Can’t stop this pain from coming
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| Baby you’re a hurricane
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| Baby you’re a hurricane
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| Spinning in your hurricane
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| Baby you’re a hurricane
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| Baby you’re a hurricane
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| Baby you’re a hurricane
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| I should be running for my life
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| But it’s quiet in your eye
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| Soon that storm will rise
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| Rise
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| Rise
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| Baby you’re a hurricane
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| (Cuz you got me and you won’t let me go)
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| Baby you’re a hurricane
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| (You can’t stop me)
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| (You can’t stop me no no)
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| Spinning in your hurricane
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| (Whatcha trying to do to yourself)
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| Baby you’re a hurricane
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| Baby you’re a hurricane
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| (Whatcha trying to do to yourself)
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| Baby you’re a hurricane |