Tiny heart flutter between my fingers and my thumb
Youre very in trouble before youve began
I see your tiny heart worrying, a turning of wheels
Just grab on to something and dig in your heelsThis place is made of blood and bones
Expect youve seen better homes
But this one Ive made for youIve seen your heart, I know your name
So dont go bailing out again
No, this one Ive made for you, Ive made for youNow, everyones forgotten what they came here for
They were once in a garden, now, theyre going to war
And while your tiny heart flutters, between my fingers and my thumb
Theres some sporty nose soldier laughing and joking
And poking her gunThis place is made of blood and bones
Expect youve seen better homes
But this one Ive made for youIve seen your heart, I know your name
So dont go bailing out again
No, this one Ive made for youThis place is made of hearts and souls
Of broken crowns and little holes
But this one Ive made for youIve seen your heart, I know your name
So dont go bailing out again
No, this one Ive made for you, I made for you
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