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We're still waiting for the punchlines to jokes that you told your high fives are hanging we spent a long time wondering how far we could go sell us out for what we're worth too late we've jumped the guns they've loaded with mistakes we made and it's too bad our closets aren't the graves for any of our minor falls from grace coz we hide evidence too well nothing short of impossible could stop us now we're invincible rumble baby rumble take one to the chest and shake it off to prove we're bulletproof we're a match made in a crowded room and in the crush we're always on our own it's fingers crossed let's go nothing short of every lie we've ever told would be enough to make it worth us giving up nothing short of every lie we've ever told could make it worth this now From Letras Mania