Stockholm
Just two broken hearts falling in Love with love
And the idea of something
Bigger than me something
Bigger than you
Now I can't breath no I can't Sleep no I can't think unless Your next to me
Eventually I will work one me
But for now you'll have to be the One
Cause your a wreck
And I'm a mess
We don't make any fucking Sense
We'll make perfect shapes
In the most fucked up ways
And the idea of something
Bigger than me something
Bigger than you
Now I can't breath no I can't Sleep no I can't think unless Your next to me
Eventually I will work one me
But for now you'll have to be the One
Cause your a wreck
And I'm a mess
We don't make any fucking Sense
We'll make perfect shapes
In the most fucked up ways
Credits
Writer(s): Josh Chaney
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