17 Hours
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17 Hours
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Hands on her shoulders
Head down her back
Lying to her lover
At home
Making no money
Far away
17 Hours
Of flight
And words hurt
When you wait too long
Words hurt
When she's in your arms
But in my anger
I'm a fire
And in his arms
She was
In his arms
She was
And keep me open
On the table
I am broken
I am broke
In his arms
Like her
And I am honest
Like my mother
You left me naked
I burnt in his arms
Like her
Where he sleeps
And where she fell
Where he sleeps
And where she fell
Where he sleeps
And where she fell
Where he sleeps
And where she fell
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Who performs "17 Hours"?
Emma Louise performs "17 Hours", and this lyric page sits inside the Emma Louise catalog on LyroVerse.
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