Christeen

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I made my self impossible to love
To test my heart; to try and rise above
I know somehow, I'll make it out alive
I've got no choice- no choice but to survive

Maybe flying so close to the sun is just what you need
I don't have another second baby to miss you till I bleed
I hope you write home about me
I hope the sun will rise without me
I hope you write home about me

So you tell me- tell me how it's gonna be
You've got no time and I've got no sympathy
I ran my course- ran it straight into to the ground
I broke and I bent for a heart that I had found

Maybe flying so close to the sun is just what you need
I don't have another second baby to miss you till I bleed
I hope you write home about me
I hope the sun will rise without me
I hope you write home about me

I made my self impossible to kill
To test my heart; to try and break my will
I know somehow, I'll make it out alive
I've got no choice- no choice but to survive

Maybe flying so close to the sun is just what you need
I don't have another second baby to miss you till I bleed
I hope you write home about me
I hope the sun will rise without me
I hope you write home about me

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from The Warehouse Sessions, released January 19, 2015

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