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Robyn Sherwell - Heart lyrics

Artist: Robyn Sherwell

album: Heart


My heart is a fist
Endlessly clenched in self defence
And you never miss
Each time you go to strike me one more blow
There's no room, no room, for its tired beat
There's no room, as the cold climbs in
My heart gets no rest
Tirelessly trying to let you in
And it hurts my chest
The push and the pull, the open wound again
There's no room, no room, for its tired beat
There's no room, as the cold rushes in
To every bit of my heart
To every bit of my heart
To every bit of my heart
To every bit of my heart, heart
My heart fell apart
Recently from bruises you let fall
But what's another scar
Another mark, when every mark is yours
There's no room, no room, for its tired beat
There's no room, as the cold rushes in
To every bit of my heart
To every bit of my heart
To every bit of my heart
To every bit of my heart

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