There's a rock on my chest, it won't let me breathe, and every time I move it breaks my heart. If I could I would change what this silly heart has decided. I would go with what my head has been saying all along. But I can't make my heart follow my head. I can't move this rock from my chest. I can't remember how to breathe, all because I've fallen in love alone. |
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