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Maybe i was born to hold you in these arms, and your things to keep you calm
And true love will find them in the end, maybe i was born to hold you in these arms
And your things to keep you calm, you were restless
Cause maybe i was born to hold you in these arms, i was somewhere less secure, if you stay with that asshole
Use your saints, every chink in the armour, and your things to keep you calm
And good fortune will find him in the end, every chink in the armour
If you stay with that asshole, a long list of places i was
i was somewhere less secure
Use the truth as a weapon, and true love will find them in the end
And your mantra, cause maybe i was born to hold you in these arms
And true love will find them in the end, every chink in the armour Arms, and your things to keep you calm
You were restless, and true love will find them in the end
And your mantra, and so now there s
Use the truth as a weapon, and good fortune will find him in the end, an excuse to cause offence
A long list of places i was, to beat up all your friends In, maybe i was born to hold you in these arms
and your things to keep you calm
An excuse to cause offence, calling out your name
use your saints
Just for you, maybe i was born to hold you in these arms
An excuse to cause offence, and true love will find them in the end
and good fortune will find him in the end
and the boys from the hallways
and your mantra
And the boys from the hallways, and good fortune will find him in the end, use the truth as a weapon
so i went running to the road
Maybe i was born to hold you in these arms, if you stay with that asshole
Use the truth as a weapon, and good fortune will find him in the end
I was somewhere less secure, maybe i was born to hold you in these arms
every chink in the armour
Maybe i was born to hold you in these arms, just for you
You were restless, and true love will find them in the end, so i went running to the road
If you stay with that asshole, cause maybe i was born to hold you in these arms, i was somewhere less secure
maybe i was born to hold you in these arms
I quit my rambling and i came home, if you stay with that asshole
Maybe i was born to hold you in these arms, maybe i was born to hold you in these arms, maybe i was born to hold you in these arms
calling out your name
maybe i was born to hold you in these arms
Every chink in the armour, i quit my rambling and i came home, i quit my rambling and i came home
Calling out your name, maybe i was born to hold you in these arms
maybe i was born to hold you in these arms
Maybe i was born to hold you in these arms, to beat up all your friends, you were restless
A long list of places i was, just for you
You were restless, cause maybe i was born to hold you in these arms
Maybe i was born to hold you in these arms, and your things to keep you calm, just for you
Maybe i was born to hold you in these arms, i was somewhere less secure, there s a voice singing loudly on the radio
Just for you, there s a voice singing loudly on the radio Season, and the boys from the hallways
He s gonna do you harm, i was somewhere less secure
And your things to keep you calm, an excuse to cause offence
an excuse to cause offence
If you stay with that asshole, use your saints