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Nov 2014
Sometimes I look up at the clouds,
And I hear the music
Ringing in my ears
And I think

It's us against the world,

Yeah,

It's us against the world.

Sometimes I just feel that it's unfair,
That God's balance beam
Is just too narrow,
That I can't hold on,
That I'm falling,
I'm falling back down to Earth,
Just like a modern-day
Lucifer

Then you catch me,
You hold on,
You're gripping me tightly and your hair's in my face,
And I'll never fall,
'Cause,
You're my counter-weight;

Yeah,

It's us against the world...
Ezra
Written by
Ezra  New York City
(New York City)   
815
   --- and Hunter Miles
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