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Most my life I've been trying to find shelter from the storm
Using all the driftwood from the bridges that I burned
'Til I get thrown into the tempest that extinguishes the drought
And fatally the flames, they flicker and are finally fading out
'Cause young hearts were made to sever
And blood burns for the fever
I let you in
Drink the poison as my medicine
I shield the flame
In the middle of a hurricane
I never learned
Chasing down another storm
I shield the flame
In the middle, middle of a hurricane
Now we're spinning in a rain dance together on a plain
Maybe just to clear away the clouds that remain
I've been painted in a corner, left to fight against the troops
But now I know there is no outcome to the ending without you
'Cause young hearts were made to sever
And blood burns for the fever
I let you in
Drink the poison as my medicine
I shield the flame
In the middle of a hurricane
I never learned
Chasing down another storm
I shield the flame
In the middle, middle of a hurricane
In the backseat
Sticking my head out the window
Singing a song that we don't remember anymore
You had me but I should've seen the warning signs
The cold on your hands that probably still hides behind blue eyes
And now I feel like a sheep in sheep's clothing
In a den of wolves
My heart beats hard like a thunderstorm brewing
Unable to leave your love
I let you in
Drink the poison as my medicine
I shield the flame
In the middle of a hurricane
I never learned
Chasing down another storm
I shield the flame
In the middle, middle of a hurricane
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