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I clap in the hands I deserve, I am old
You might as well give my a tap on my shoulder for the show
Wish I was athletic, I could give myself a kick in the head
Suffering the panic, a chronicle dialect and snow

And I have been brazing my heart in the city of guys
I hope that it's tender in the hope it mouths out my mouth
Assumptional doesn't exist, that fantasy's gone
It must be reality, full on insanity, I'm stumped

But she is an angel a definite keeper
She makes me smile though she does not believe me
And I laugh and laugh and I'm growing crying
And I am a mountain I go up and down

And up, and down
I go up, and down

I dragged you through mud and tears honored to hold out the pain
Nowadays, it's called being the weakest thing in this game
But oh what a stunner, I look so upon her, it's true
Don't think I deserve her it's too late now any who

But she is an angel a definite keeper
She makes me smile though she does not believe me
And I laugh and laugh and I'm growing crying
And I am a mountain I go up and down

And up, and down
I go up, and down
I go up, and down
I go up, and down
I grow up, and down
I grow up, and down
I grow up, and down
I grow up, and down
I grow



Credits
Writer(s): Christof Richardus Jose Van Der Ven
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