Peachy

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Laura Stevenson - Pop

Peachy

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How else can I say I am not your hide-away? Get your face out from the crook in my arm And no longer just I can be whats keeping you alive If I slip up, if I fall asleep you're gone And god knows I've tried But I am god damn tired And I will build a fort around you The bricks are drying in the sun Stay real still, I'll soon be done But I'm not strong enough to hold you up I've got a hole inside my gut And its tearing me apart Yea this hole inside my gut It is tearing me apart (x5) I am small, the television's falling from the second floor My sister's hand in mine, as we watch it go Another scene with sirens in the front yard For the neighbors to read by the lights of I am small, the television's falling from the second floor My sister's hand in mine, as we watch it go Another scene with sirens in the front yard For the neighbors to soak in the lights of

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