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Kyle Shirk
Kyle Shirk
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Kyle Shirk
Kyle Shirk
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Kyle Shirk
Kyle Shirk
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If a rock was coming crashing to the Earth
Would you watch those fires dance with me tonight?
And if at dawn we're only ashes in the dirt
With your ghost, come take my hand a second time
I'll stay
And walk around the world as spirits haunting people
Left to write our names
On graves
Will wander to the edge of every ocean
'Til I find the words to say
The landslide took my legs
Now I'm six feet under, it's a mess
And I wouldn't change a thing
My head's fried, body's dead
But my heart ain't broken like the rest
My love since 17
And I wouldn't change a thing
You would talk about an island across the world
I said, "I'll stack my bread, we'll make it there someday"
Those are thoughts for when you're young and immature
But a love like yours feels better than those sun rays
The flames
They're burning through the walls of our apartment
Casting orange on your face
The way
You hold me is the last thing I remember
When it's crumbling away
The landslide took my legs
Now I'm six feet under, it's a mess
And I wouldn't change a thing
My head's fried, body's dead
But my heart ain't broken like the rest
My love since 17
The landslide took my legs
Now I'm six feet under, it's a mess
And I wouldn't change a thing
My head's fried, body's dead
But my heart ain't broken like the rest
My love since 17
And I wouldn't change a thing
Written by: Kyle Shirk
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