LYRIC
Wounded bright eyed girl
Grinds hard against this world
Arthritic heart pounds all alone
Who were you thinking of
When calm became a storm?
Love is not enough
To lead you home
Lead you home…
Wounded bright eyed girl
Grinds hard against this world
Arthritic heart pounds all alone
Who were you thinking of
When calm became a storm?
Love is not enough
To lead you home
Lead you home…
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Wounded bright eyed girl
Grinds hard against this world
Arthritic heart pounds all alone
Who were you thinking of
When calm became a storm?
Love is not enough
To lead you home
Lead you home…
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