Close enough to start a war
All that I have is on the floor
I can't keep up with your turning tables
your thumb, I can't breathe
Under So I won't let you close enough to hurt me
(...)
I cant give you what you think you gave me
It's time to say goodbye to turning tables
To turning tables
Under haunted skies I see you oh
Where love is lost, your ghost is found
I braved a hundred storms to leave you
As hard as you try, no, I will never be knocked down
I can't keep up with your turning tables
Under your thumb, I can't breathe
(...)
When the thunder calls for me
Standing on my own two feet
(...)
I won't let you close enough to hurt me, no
(...)
It's time to say goodbye to turning tables...
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