| Momma I’m sorry for everything I put you through
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| But the days get cold nights so dark
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| And Paris burns with the ghost of you Momma
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| I wish for the best but regrets fill my heart
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| Look at my whole life, it’s overwhelming
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| Does your heart ignite like mine
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| I’m counting every breath in time
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| Every scent, every shiver
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| Every pulse just right
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| Father I’m sorry for everything I put you through
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| But when whiskey barks thoughts get dark
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| And London burns with the ghost of you Father
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| I wish for the best but regrets fill my heart
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| Look at my whole life, it’s overwhelming
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| Does your heart ignite like mine
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| I’m counting every breath in time
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| Every scent, every shiver
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| Every pulse just right
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| Every breathe in time
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| Does your heart ignite like mine?
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| When you’re counting every breath in time
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| Ashamed of everything you are
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| Ashamed of everything you are
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| I will not fall apart again
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| Nothing feels right when I pretend
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| Feeling so low, the feeling of death
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| I’ve finally broke through the pains and the cracks of my past |