Her Notebook

Try to find
Find a place
Strip through walls
Strip through fear
And find your color
I think you're my color
Standing In pedals
Fine line Nettle
She and I settle
Fucking Identical
But you don't really fuck with he
Letting your guard down
Peace to the violence
Sit in my garden
Isn't she beautiful
You're so beautiful
I will do what I can
See it
But this time
I communicate so
This time
There's no way we can fuck it up
This time
Or this dance
This time
We can both envision it
Channeling angels
Try to find
Find a place
Strip through walls
Strip through fear
And find your color
I think you're my color
Ahh
Ooo
That if you risk all for love
And it doesn't work out
There is no failure
Because all love stories are in truth hero tales
And no growth of the heart is a waste
Ever, ever I love
With a full fucking heart
Let me know when you're
Going to let your guard down
We can go now
And start up an adventure that ends with some kids
For my future daughter
This is more than music
All come together
This is Full circle
Huh
Where did you come?
This time
Oh this time
Kissing him
This sum
This time
Okay
Hurry up
We'll do fine
Missing him
Too present
Channeling angels
I think that you're
My fetish
Channeling Angels
Agh
Try to find
Find a place
Strip through walls
Strip through fear
And find your color
I think you're my color



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Writer(s): Sam Treanor, Von Almen
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