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Feb 2019
Every time we speak I feel so strong at the start
Like I'm fine now
Like I don't feel the butterflies waking up
Like I can't feel my heart beating a little faster every second
Like I don't know that the more we speak the weaker I'll get
Until I'm on the floor waiting on your every word
StrangeFruit
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StrangeFruit  Breaux Bridge, La
(Breaux Bridge, La)   
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