Heart Beat Fast

Vines trickle down to her shoulder like wine
Puddled up on the counter flowing over just fine
Getting older but I'm never going over like that
Here you are, what you're doing it, where we're going's where I'm at

She make's my heart beat fast

I hate myself when she's no where to be found
Every where that I look, is just the empty side of town
When her hand is in my pocket than my life is in her locket
Cause there's no where in the world I'd rather be than home

She make's my heart beat fast

What is this thing can't define
What is this thing I can't decline
What is this thing I can't deny
What is this thing I can't describe

I think I kinda like it



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Writer(s): Jacob Ignacio
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