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Lyrics:
Oh, Oh oh oh oh, oh...
I'm the kinda girl who likes to run away From everything that's good that ever comes my way But you, you make me different Oh you make me stay You impress me when you tell me not to be afraid
Most people, they just don't dig deep enough (No) They only see what they wanna see, not the real stuff But I got drawers full of anger, boxes full of highs And all of my unhappiness is buried alive I got bags full of energy to bring me to life There's a closet full of love, closet full of love For someone to find
All I really want is a good hand to hold Someone to call my own, someone to fill the holes You can kill the emptiness that's in my soul Not knowing if I'm always gonna be alone
Most people wanna leave when it gets rough (Oh) They only see what they wanna see, not the real stuff But I got drawers full of anger, boxes full of highs And all of my unhappiness is buried alive I got bags full of energy to bring me to life There's a closet full of love, closet full of love For someone to find For someone to find
So much is hidden inside The black and white of my life Maybe you're the one to find my Drawers full of anger, boxes full of highs And all of my unhappiness is buried alive I got bags full of energy to bring me to life There's a closet full of love, closet full of love
I've got drawers full of anger, boxes full of highs And all of my unhappiness is buried alive I got bags full of energy to bring me to life There's a closet full of love, closet full of love For someone to find For someone to find
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