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Buildings and bridges |
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Are made to bend in the wind |
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To withstand the world, |
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That's what it takes |
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All that steel and stone |
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Is no match for the air, my friend |
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What doesn't bend breaks |
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What doesn't bend breaks |
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We are made to bleed |
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And scab and heal and bleed again |
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And turn every scar into a joke |
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We are made to fight |
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And **** and talk and fight again |
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And sit around and laugh until we choke |
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Sit around and laugh until we choke |
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I don't know who you were expecting |
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Probably some bitch who does not budge |
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With eyes the size of snow |
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I may get pissed off sometimes |
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But you seem like the type to hold a grudge |
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And in the end, i just let go... |
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Buildings and bridges |
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Are made to bend in the wind |
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To withstand the world, |
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That's what it takes |
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All that steel and stone |
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Is no match for the air, my friend |
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What doesn't bend breaks |
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What doesn't bend breaks |
