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Beautiful Mistake The Walking Wounded

We lit the match, dropped it and waited Just to see how beautiful, and painful it could be It's funny how clear, your eyes get from crying It's funny

We lit the match, dropped it and waited Just to see how beautiful, and painful it could be It's funny how clear, your eyes get from crying It's funny

mistakes Love one another Sisters and brothers Love one another Love one another Father and mother Love one another It's easier to walk away When

of lowers of every being tears grow and orchestra begins to play what a beautiful day, why are you alone run child it's time for you to go home wounded

me know. Cause I'm here for you. Am I just some kid that you went to high school with? Or am I your biggest mistake? That look in your eyes is so disheartening

of lowers of every being tears grow and orchestra begins to play what a beautiful day, why are you alone run child it's time for you to go home wounded

of lowers of every being tears grow and orchestra begins to play what a beautiful day, why are you alone run child it's time for you to go home wounded

midst of lowers of every being tears grow and orchestra begins to play what a beautiful day, why are you alone run child it's time for you to go home wounded