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the Verses:
Hanging on the high wire, long way to the ground.
Knees start to knock-knock-knocking, never do look down.
Look out temptation, hear the sirens’ call.
Better plan my destination, before I start to fall.
Headlights on the highway, breakdown on the side.
Overheated engine. Thumbing for a ride.
Misty moon and shadow, say goodbye you all.
I better get to walking before I start to crawl.
the Chorus:
I think about falling you know that I do,
but this ring on my finger keeps me from falling through.
I think about falling with every girl that’s new,
but I’ve already fallen for you.
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