From a Tire Swing
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From a Tire Swing
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If I could tell you in my own words
Then I could spit it out faster
Then you'll have a chance
And maybe I'll believe me
Then it goes, everybody run
Here she goes again, everybody run
So we just stared at the sky from a tire swing
With some water and whiskey
You remind me of all the backyards and balconies
And all the nights I forgot already
I don't know what it is about you
What kind of demons do you run through?
Then she said I bet they're never going to leave me
Then it goes again, everybody run
Here we go again, everybody run
So we just stared at the sky from a tire swing
With some water and whiskey
You remind me of all the backyards and balconies
And all the nights I forgot already
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Who performs "From a Tire Swing"?
Lydia performs "From a Tire Swing", and this lyric page sits inside the Lydia catalog on LyroVerse.
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