i was slipping till you found me in your pocket,
i was groving till you figured me out,
there's an empty space inside my heart,
till you find me there,
till you find me there,
I'll never be free,
like a bird in it's nest,
fall from a tree,
will you let me fall,
I cant kick a habit,
just for your fast balloning head,
listen to your heart.
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