It might be that I don't get enough attention
It might be that I expect you to care
It might be that I start to think for you
It might be that I need your hand
Save me, save me
Save me, save me
Save me, save me
Save me
It might be that I destroy all my structure
It might be that this is just love
It might be that I fight for nothing
It might be that I am not the one who can
Save you from your emotions
Save you from fear
Save you from fear
Save you from your erosion
Save you from being here, being here
Fitting on a car racing
Out to all the miles
Fitting on a car racing
Don't you ever gonna be around, son?
Fitting on a car racing
Out to all the miles
Fitting on a car racing
Out for you, girl
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