Flume, Beck — Tiny Cities

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Can I, should I, find my way home?
Or did I, think I, better go home?
All I, said I, needed was God
But I, thought I, had it all wrong

Now can it, ever, be the same way?
When they never seem to forgive
So it hurt more that you said
On the dark side of your head
Oh, she is following me in my head, but I am all alone
Thinking I’ll fall every time I wanna try to let her go
It’s never easy when you think you’re in control
Somehow you get caught up in the moment and you never know
All these tiny cities that you’re holding in your little hand

It was never perfect, it was never meant to last
It was never perfect, it was never meant to last
It was never perfect, it was never meant to last
It was never perfect, it was never meant to last
It was never perfect, it was never meant to last
It was never perfect, it was never meant to last
It was never perfect, it was never meant to last
It was never perfect, it was never meant to last
It was never perfect, it was never meant to last
It was never perfect, it was never meant to last