Throwdown
It starts slow, the sound of a heart breaking, we've come to know
Millions of miles from home, where do we go?
So come down, the line gets shorter with every round
Take your turn, turn, turn, and just throw it down, down down
Millions of miles from home, where do we go?
So come down, the line gets shorter with every round
Take your turn, turn, turn, and just throw it down, down down
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Writer(s): Manuela Nabalayo Wuethrich
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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