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Avalanche

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Sunrise, sunset
Thinking about the things you said
Trying to get you out of my head
I can’t help but feeling so upset

Maybe we break too
Maybe we won’t
Maybe we question
The things we will never know

Or maybe we’ll fall in love or we’ll fall apart
Maybe we’ll crush and burn right before we start
You’re an avalanche colliding with my heart
Baby, don’t stop baby, don’t start
Maybe our chemistry is a work of art
Maybe we’ll burn it up like a falling star
In another place and another time
Maybe I’ll be yours maybe you’ll be mine
Maybe I’ll be yours maybe you’ll be mine

I know, I know
We’ll live like we’re gonna live
Forever fight like we’re gonna be together forever
But we never know
Oh, so don’t hold your breath

Maybe we break too
Maybe we won’t
Maybe we question
The things we will never know

Or maybe we’ll fall in love or we’ll fall apart
Maybe we’ll crush and burn right before we start
You’re an avalanche colliding with my heart
Baby, don’t stop baby, don’t start
Maybe our chemistry is a work of art
Maybe we’ll burn it up like a falling star
In another place and another time
Maybe I’ll be yours maybe you’ll be mine
Maybe I’ll be yours maybe you’ll be mine

Sunrise, sunset
Thinking about the things you said
Trying to get you out of my head
But we’re not over yet

Or maybe we’ll fall in love or we’ll fall apart
Maybe we’ll crush and burn right before we start
You’re an avalanche colliding with my heart
Baby, don’t stop baby, don’t start

You’re an avalanche (Bury me alive)
You’re an avalanche (Bury me alive)
You’re an avalanche (Bury me alive)
Maybe I’ll be yours maybe you’ll be mine (Bury me alive)
Maybe I’ll be yours maybe you’ll be mine (Bury me alive)
Maybe I’ll be yours maybe you’ll be mine (Bury me alive)
You’re an avalanche bury me alive

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