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You're not the first girl To dry her fears on her arms In hopes to capture All the memories that hunted you down You can sew your lips shut With your heart strings Cause God knows that you dont need them to hold yourself together But dont look down because I dont know Falling is fatal from this height I know I should've never helped you up This high, this high You're not the first girl To cut her fears in her arms Then let them trickle down Past memories to pools in your hands You can hang yourself with your heartstrings Cause I know you wont use them to hold yourself up anymore But dont look down because I dont know Falling is fatal from this height I know I should've never helped you up This high, this high Pull the needle from the back of my veins Letras de cancionesPull the needle, pull the pin from my picture From my picture And I will fall to the floor But you have to pull yourself together But dont look down because I dont know Falling is fatal from this height I know I should've never helped you up This high, this high This high, this high From Letras Mania